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Thursday, November 25, 2010

Missing a hangover

To my immense surprise, when I awoke this morning I did not feel like fried shit. This, despite all the wine I drank last night, came as something of a surprise. Was I just still drunk? I wasn't bumping into the walls of the flat or arguing with the furniture, so I assumed I was sober. Perhaps I'd just dodged a bullet.