So, which hangover stage are we? "Somebody turn down the sun" or "I'm going to be sick, someone three streets away is eating a burger," or "oh my god I did something so totally shameful and awful that I can never show my face in public again"?
You mean you haven't even got to the weirdly-horny stage? Aw, that really does suck. I'm going to assume you've tried the usual suggested cures.
I now feel slightly guilty that you're feeling so shit while I've been restored to 70% health and 100% chirpiness by the wonders of modern science. Specifically, an antibiotic which has a molecule the size of my fucking head. Seriously, look at that thing.
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Date: 2010-05-15 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-15 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-15 09:30 pm (UTC)I now feel slightly guilty that you're feeling so shit while I've been restored to 70% health and 100% chirpiness by the wonders of modern science. Specifically, an antibiotic which has a molecule the size of my fucking head. Seriously, look at that thing.
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Date: 2010-05-15 09:45 pm (UTC)My illness is entirely self-inflicted! I have nobody to blame but myself for this woe.