02.20.04 :: 10:14 am
Because let me tell you, nine AM meetings with a screeching hangover is not the way to start the day. Especially when people are flying off the handle at said meetings and are pummeling you with questions and all I can do is just sit there, bleary-eyed and drooling.
I'm feeling mildly better, however, after six packets of saltines and a can of ginger ale, but still. Blech.
Tonight, he and I are laying low. Enjoying some FreshDirect goodies and Netflix. And absolutely no drinking.
Deliver me, jebus.