hangovers as a blessing
i spent an ENTIRE WEEKEND (two whole days) being in serious pain and physical stress for the sake of having a kinda good time for 3-4 hours friday night (and not even being that drunk??).
i had big plans for this weekend. this was beyond sick. this was like, i’m going to get a hernia in my brain from throwing up so much. and then sunday felt like i actually did.
i’m angry and i want to stop drinking. i will never be drinking anything like that again. poison, i tell you.
folks - stick with beer if you don’t know what the juicy good stuff in the pitcher is. or stick with one or two shots of it. don’t drink a whole cup just because there’s no beer left.
Problem viewed through normal eyes. — PROBLEM VEIWED THROUGH POST-HANGOVER EYES.
1. Theres no food in the house. — THIS PLAIN PIECE OF UNTOASTED BREAD IS AWESOME I WOULD LOVE LIKE 6 MORE OF THOSE. I’LL ALSO TAKE THAT BURNT RICE YOU WERE ABOUT TO THROW OUT I LOVE FOOOOOOOOD.
2. Goddamn fuck homework and fuck sunday nights. — HOLY SHIT I CAN READ NOW?! PLEASE WHERE IS MY ORGO BOOK
3. My roommates play the worst music in the house. — WOW THESE NOISES DON’T STAB MY BRAIN/SOUL LIKE NEEDLES ANYMORE KEEP EM COMIN.
4. New Orleans tap water tastes like shit. —- GIVE ME. ME ME ME ME ME.
5. I’m such a piece of shit why didn’t i do anything this weekend — I WANNA BE NICE TO MY BODY NOW. THIS WEEKEND SUCKED BUT IVE NEVER FELT SO ALIVE.
