[Imagine Party Pictures Posted Here: martinis, friends, smiles, wine, champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, food, empty martini glasses, rip-roarin laughter.]
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Now I'm remembering why I don't like to drink much anymore. And why I never really drank on a school/work night. I actually just looked out the window in disgust because the sun is shining. What's wrong with this picture?
In celebration of Valentine's Day, I went to Cheryl's last night for a Sweetheartless Sweethearts Gathering. Basically an excuse to see friends, eat yummy food, laugh a lot and drink. You know, eat, drink and be merry.
I may be a "fun drunk" according to Dean, but I'm definitely not a fun post-drunk (according to my shadow). I don't know how y'all do it. My body is being attacked from the inside. My stomach is doing kick-flips. My chest feels tight. My head is throbbing. My ears are blocked. And will somebody please turn the lights down in the sky? [I know later I'll regret asking for that, seeing that it's supposed to rain for a week!]
In the interim ... up and at em. ::wince::