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[cassie5squared]

Urgh. Urgh. Urgh.

Getting a few bottles of drink in to celebrate one's twenty-first birthday? Seemed like a great idea at the time. Get a bit tipsy, natter with my mates online, and enjoy feeling better than normal.

This scenario, however, depended on my actually measuring the amount of booze going into the drink. Which I neglected in favour of just sloshing it in and thinking "eh, that looks all right".

Note to self: this method leads to getting lost on your way to the bathroom not ten feet away and barely getting there in time to throw up, followed by stumbling back into the bedroom and literally falling onto the bed to sleep.

I remember listening to music and chatting to several people. However, did not recall what was said until this morning. Thank you very much, julyflame, for showing me that I lose my ability to type a coherent sentence when rat-arsed.

And, um... lycaenion, cofmanynames, and anyone else I spoke to last night, please reassure me I didn't say anything offensive? If I did, I apologise profusely.

Hangover remedies, please. Water and painkillers only help so far... *curls up and groans*

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[cassie5squared.livejournal.com]

*accepts hugs gratefully*

Sadly, I live in a rented flat that's currently undergoing building work, so curling up in bed and sleeping in peace isn't an option. Neither is a hot bath, as the flat has no bathtub. I'm making do with barricading myself in my bedroom, where the builders are not, and feeling sorry for myself.

But the suggestions are appreciated, and will be remembered. Thanks. :)

[sedri.livejournal.com]

You don't have anywhere else you can go? A friend who owes you a favour and has a quiet flat? :(

And welcome, though I wish I could be more help.