Day 296

Wednesday | December 19th, 2012

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I don’t know when I got home last night. I don’t even remember going home, getting home, putting a key in my home. Who knows. I remember bothering Meow a lot. I remember I had a good time. I remember that I broke the rules (don’t drink Cass, don’t drink beer, drink water, don’t be tired). I had a nice time though. And I wasn’t about to stop drinking and go home just so I could spend a third night rolling in restless sleeplessness.

I didn’t drink enough to sleep all day and I didn’t drink enough to be hungover, but I did sort of drag … all … day … at least … for the parts of the day that I was actually awake. Hangovers don’t beat you down like this.

I was up before 13.00 and showering for too long; then napping on the couch; then on the (warm) floor at Meow’s insistance; then I was up to walk the dogs (that ramyeon wasn’t gonna go buy itself!); then I was home eating my precious, my precious hangover recovery ramyeon and drinking the soup and thinking at length how revolting it all was; then I was sleeping on the floor again. It wasn’t until a few hours later when I woke drenched in sweat, hair soaked, clothes damp and chilled, that I had been plowing through a bit of flu all day.

All and all, I was awake from about 13.00 – 14.00, 16.00 – 17.30, and not again. Wish for prolonged sleep, get prolonged sleep … I guess.

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