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Monday, August 31, 2009

Epic = Epic

Epic party last night equals epic fail at working today.

I woke up at 8am (what the hell is wrong with my body that I physically cannot sleep in no matter how late and drunk I was getting home??) still hammered out of my tree. I had to get up, because the damn room was spinning out of control.

I didn't throw up, but it was damn close at 10am. Like, sitting staring into the toilet bowl, spitting the waterfall of drool, kinda close.

Now, I need chinese food. Stat.



WeightWatcher Mama said...

LOL. i can picture that. BTDT! LOL hope you enjoyed the chinese!

sesame said...

Laughing out loud at you.

PS. you ain't 21 anymore lady!


antgirl said...

Ooo! I haven't done that in ages. Feel better!

Fatinah said...

I know you feel like crap but that is TOO funny!!

charmed i'm sure said...

LMAO - oh girl, i have SO been there... 'waterfall of drool'....classic! and so true :)