Hungover

I have nothing.  I’m exhausted from fighting a hangover all day.  And then from cheering at Medeival times, which wasn’t as awesome as I remembered it being.  And now all I want to do is crawl into bed and sleep the sweet sleep of someone who hasn’t had an outrageous amount of alcohol.  Waking up tomorrow without a splitting headache will be awesome.

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