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This is the thread in which people who have hangovers describe how that's making them feel

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23:49 / 03.11.05

Mnaaahh, I'm drunk! i may have one tomorrow! Report forthcoming!

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

00:15 / 04.11.05

HOLD ME, TRIPLET.

00:26 / 04.11.05

*HUG* nyaahhhh. It begins!

00:27 / 04.11.05

Ooh!

00:41 / 04.11.05

1000cc of water! STAT!

10:39 / 06.11.05

I'm still pissed.

Help me.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

10:49 / 06.11.05

Not feeling too bad, as it happens, but left with the nagging feeling that going out at about 1 this morning very very drunk to take £300 in cash out of the bank ("beat the morning queues", I thought), while it didn't actually go horribly wrong, proves that I am clearly some kind of moron.

Withiel: DALI'S ROTTWEILER

13:58 / 06.11.05

Skull made of tectonic plates of glass why are my eyes full of pebbles nurgh.

14:16 / 06.11.05

eurrghhh.

I feel like I don't want to remember what I was doing last night, but I wasn't too bad for most of it. When I got in though, I decided to go back out drunk and wander the streets for a few hours with my brothers cd player, listening to NIN and The Killers, and take more drinks. I remember staggering around, dropping bottles, climbing over fences, holding my arms out when one or two of the cars went passed, in the usual drunken celebration thing, and just being out for ages wandering about.

I'm sure I listened to most of The Killers album about 3 times as I staggered around in the night, and walked for miles.

I'm going to have to cut down drinking now, but I always say that and then seem to find myself back here.

09:27 / 07.11.05

Really, really can't remember anything after I moved onto spirits last night. I am majorly guilting/fearing right now. Eurgghhh.

All Acting Regiment

10:11 / 07.11.05

I'm doing alright. I'm having more trouble form the kebab to be honest.

10:44 / 07.11.05

Afternoon all, I'm a worthless alcoholic failure.

The Natural Way

09:59 / 09.11.05

It's 2 days since the bday celebrations ended and I still feel fucked. Spent the last 48 hrs in bed pretty much, so the groggyness has long since passed, but the depression's kicking in right about now and the sunshine's holding a cruel spotlight on my terrible, wasted life.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

10:14 / 09.11.05

As Swans once sang:

I got one thing to say
Before I am drunk again
God damn the sun
God damn the sun
God damn anyone who says a kind word
God damn the sun
God damn the sun
God damn the light it shines and the world it shows

Actually, my hangover today's not quite that bad- I was just reminded of it by wedding's post. Largely I think this is due to exhaustion- on arriving back from the pub last night I went out and bought a six-pack of Red Stripe, then promptly decided I was too tired to drink it and went to bed.

Jack The Bodiless

11:45 / 19.11.05

Last night, in the spirit of the play-fight we were having, I believe I punched a friend of mine in the chest. Twice in a row. I'm amazed she didn't kill me.

Guiltguiltguilt. Guiltguiltguiltguilt. And my head hurts.

All Acting Regiment

08:07 / 20.11.05

My head feels like one of those Mighty Max toys- pretty unsavoury to look at from outside in the first place, but open it up and the true horror is revealed as beasts walk the land and a young boy has lost his way.

22:35 / 20.11.05

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

The Natural Way

11:25 / 21.11.05

I feel fine, BUT right about now Boboss should be feeling very bad indeed. Tourettes, anyone? Anyone? Boboss?

12:00 / 21.11.05

Fuck off.

06:58 / 25.11.05

I'm hungover, at work, and I'm going to die. I've no idea how I'm going to make it through the day, I'm actually quite scared.

07:16 / 25.11.05

Wow, where were you last night, Mr Phox? Sounds like you had a wild one. You won't die, I promise.

07:56 / 25.11.05

I'm kind of hoping I will die, at least then the torment will end.
It was a work night out (worryingly) which means I couldn't pull a sicky today and everyone knows just how drunk I was last night. I don't think I did anything stupid, but my hangover is making me paranoid.

08:08 / 25.11.05

I don't think I did anything stupid, but my hangover is making me paranoid.

I think I did, but it wasn't anything big. I find doing something you know you will regret but no-one else will really care about allows you to avoid the general "oh, god, what did I do?" moments by focusing on one small thing. Works dos, never a good move.

20:46 / 25.11.05

I was very scared during my hangover a couple of weeks ago because of a literal memory blackout after 12 o'clock. Worse still was when two weeks later I was approached by a wonderfully nice but quite concerned guy claiming I had spontaneously licked his face that fateful night. Of course I could not remember. The thing is I usually am quite contained and not remembering given this new evidence struck me as not only highly irresponsible but possibly dangerous. I apologised profusely and made a quick exit thinking about what kind of weird insanity had sprung from that night and what effect it would have on my life. I was quite bothered by this and ruminated on it for days trying to construct a reasonable explanation for my actions.

Talked to the guy last week again and apparently we also had a conversation about literature. This oddly enough made me remember everything. Huzzah! So now the excessive worrying has stopped and horrible horrible shame has worn off. I thought it might be a good idea to implement a drinking less policy in the future though.

So Phox maybe give it a few days for evidence that it wasn't as bad as you thought it was to spring up.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

10:29 / 26.11.05

Urgh.

Just agreed to go for a swift hair of the dog. This could be a kill or cure situation. Right now either one works, I reckon.

10:52 / 26.11.05

stare it down, stoatie, stare it down...

unheimlich manoeuvre

21:35 / 26.11.05

Jesus wept!
I feel ROUGH, gaahhh my throat, my head.

Last night in Macedonia, many bottles of Skopsko 100 dinars (£1) a pop. Out till six.
Connecting flight to Milan delayed because of Italian strike and then thick fog in Skopje. Had been snowing. Transfered via Vienna....
At last I'm home

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

21:43 / 26.11.05

Went out for a brief "hair of the dog" at about 1. Which became an afternoon. Which ended up sitting sharing drunken reminiscences with a friend and watching zombie movies. Which ended up at the pub again.

I'm now hammered again. BUT THE HANGOVER STILL HASN'T GONE AWAY!!! (And to think... I was gonna get up really early to pay my credit card bill...)

23:09 / 26.11.05

Ah, drunk with a friend, watching zombie movies. Stoatie, it doesnt get any better than that.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

23:25 / 26.11.05

Yeah, actually, in retrospect, it was a pretty damn good day, really.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

00:14 / 27.11.05

What about drunk on your own, with zombie movies? And snacks? And more booze.

And then you eventaully call people because you're lonely. And by "people", I mean "all your exes". And by lonely, I mean depressed. And by good, I mean no, not really.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

00:17 / 27.11.05

That situation is entirely fabrication, by the way. As are the many duplicates. They are merely there to make you *believe*.

BELIEVE, my brother! BELIEVE.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

00:19 / 27.11.05

Oh, and I'm drunk and I hit reply seventeen times. No, wait, twenty three times. 23. TWENNNNTY THREE. OMG! Maybe it means something!

Wank sigils all round.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

00:20 / 27.11.05

Well, you see, today was even better because I woke up THINKING I'd hideously embarrassed myself in front of exes... then it turned out I hadn't!

Then there was booze. And zombie movies.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

00:20 / 27.11.05

Do I have to post that loads of time? Cos I REALLY can't be arsed...

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