Saturday was bad... Very bad.
The reason for the drinks was a going away and a good chance for a few of the old team to get together for the first time in ages. You know at the age of 35 you would think I would know better?
It was a good night (from what I can remember).
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"Why do I do this to myself?"
A = the liver is evil and must be punished :P
My liver was certainly reminding me about it all Saturday.
We do it because we love it when it's happening! It's like wearing high heels- it was a good idea at the time but we wonder if the pain at the end was worth it.
I will take your word on the high heels Mags!
I think the issue was compounded by coming down with a cold as well.
I have been battling it all week.
Yeah don't start wearing high heels on me. We need manly men. Poor you with the snotties... sorry for lack of bloggage too- I am a bit short of inspiration at the moment. Plus work has been melon farmin' busy...
If I wore high heels I would be like 6ft 8 or so!
getting over snottiness.
Holy skyscrapers Batman. You be a tall drink o' water!
I have hangover and need more sleep. I should avoid midweek shindigs that involve alcohol.
Gee Mags on a school night? that is not good form. I hope you can struggle through the day.
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