ouch.

berk. i have a hangover. a shameful one.
last night i drank: 1 gin+tonic. 1 ti punch (rum+fruit). quite a few glasses of chanpagne (4?). 1 vodka+tonic. and then a few beers (3?).
mind yous, i'm ALLERGIC to beer.
and then i made out with this nice, semi-cute and a little-on-the-chubby-side boy named damien for hours.
and then, at 6am, i came home and kevin called. i think we talked for awhile. i have no idea what was said.
and on top of it all, i've been dead sick since tuesday night. as in, i haven't really left my house in days. and then i go to this wild party at muriel's and dance for 8 hours. i have no voice left.
and i'm feeling just a bit shoddy.
you know when you can't do anything besides think of how sick you feel, and how pissed you are that you let yourself get so out of control? for some strange strange reason, there's this pull to tell you all about my misery. hope you don't mind, and i hope your sunday is better than mine.

oh, but there's light at the end of this posting! e-opals, put an e-mail to your e-self in the e-timecapsule: http://forbes.codefix.net/capsule/.