So, boys...I'm hungover yet again.

Life gets to be REALLY weird when I'm hungover sometimes. I panic...it's hard to describe.

It reminds me of the first time I smoked marijuana...up in the 1 bedroom apartment in Queens.

I wished I could press a button and be sober. But the sobering up process appeared to take whole eternities.

Horrible!

 

What about girls? Some of us can relate to that feeling...

 

I don't really have a female friend at the moment. Some of it per chance, some of it my response to conditions.

 

I'm on my way to a hangover. As we speak I am, yet again, pissed

i'm not sure what it is like in the states but we get drunk a lot here. I feel like death warmed up already

Either way, cheers my friend :cheers2:

 

Hallmark needs to come up with a hangover specific greeting card. Good outlet for humor methinks...

 

This is the worth of hangovers.
Gives you the chance to safely reside in pure discomfort and pain.
Alcohol is a seductress and makes you pay for your time spent with her.
You must not drink a lot.

 

Yah, but knowing hallmark they'd probably screw it up with some cheesy and/or sappy line.

 

For once I'm not hungover or drinking much. My liver desperately needs a break, but now life is not as fun.

 

Never hungover, just hung.

 

whenever life needs things done

fuck it my friend, you're half cut son




wishing you well

 

Like a horse?

 

everyone loves a horse of course

 

i get reallllly bad rebound anxiety for a day or two when i drink way too much.

benzodiazepines help, but they don't treat the problem.. that's why now a days i just stick to beer for the most part.

 

Yes. I get anxiety, depression, and unjustified fear of death. Social anxiety, confusion, self-rejecting, and suicidal thoughts. I'll usually debate never drinking again.

Edit: And the worst part for me is actually feeling physically exhausted but being unable to fall sleep.

Edit2: I also experience a manyfold rise in the libido. I want many contradictory things at the same time to the point of pain. I tend to masturbate continuously during a hangover and experience all sorts of other competing cravings for stimulation.

I may crave reading, sex, strawberries, sleep, and physical exercise simultaneously, and to a very uncomfortable degree.

 

If his name is Mr. Ed.

 

Mr dead the talking corpse

he's dead of course.

 

I woke up still pissed yesterday then somehow made it home to bed. Cant explain the receipt for a bag of compost, the split lip or the fact that I still had money left
Was a bit of a session though.

 

Don't worry, I have had that.

Worst is when I stayed over a mates flat, had the cops at the door because we had allegedly stole and rode couple kids tricycles, egged some cars and were mooning people through their windows...

Woke up with just those kids toys and a pile of sun umbrellas and whatever else on his lawn, covered in beer and with about 200 quid in my wallet. I love it when you have obviously drawn out a pile of cash and have no idea why you did and what you were about to spend it on.

Couldn't deny what they said they had the complaints over, we had to apologize to quite a few people that morning.

 

Standard.

 

Feeling a little bit rough around the edges today myself. Spent the whole day drinking in the morning sun. I nearly posted something really embarrassing on facebook again.