Ouch. Just when I was starting to feel oh-so-mature and adult-like, and less than 48 hours after moving into my awesome new apartment, I woke up Sunday morning to the worst hangover I've had in at least a year. Dear god.
To be honest, I didn't think an afternoon that started like this...
...would end in a blur that none of us could remember. I suppose that's what happens when you're plied with tequila shots on a day when you forgot to eat anything after breakfast.
Also, unpacking is horrible. Unpacking while hungover? Possibly one of the worst things I've ever attempted in my life.
To be honest, I didn't think an afternoon that started like this...
...would end in a blur that none of us could remember. I suppose that's what happens when you're plied with tequila shots on a day when you forgot to eat anything after breakfast.
Also, unpacking is horrible. Unpacking while hungover? Possibly one of the worst things I've ever attempted in my life.
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