You're almost 40. Really, what were you thinking going out and drinking last night? This hangover is going to take weeks to go away. Nasty, nasty, nasty. And really. You do have a bit of a potty-mouth once you've imbibed in one too many beverages. And sure, you may have been the life of the party, but you will need to face most of those people again when you go back to work tomorrow ~ at least the ones you remember. And right about now, don't you wish you knew who the guy was that you were having the whole rabbit discussion with? It would serve you right if he's the new staff you have to train on Tuesday.
PS ~ You're not really thinking about doing it again next weekend are you? Bad idea.
Labels: Note to Self, Ramblings