God, it felt like I had been hit by a train when I woke up this morning. Must be that tequila that I at some point of the night, for some veird reason thought was a veeeeery good idea. Ya right! Like it hardly ever is on a Wednesday night, especially not if working the next day. Yup, guilty... I was out shrinking my brain again. All this talk about Corona made me thirsty, touring dark rocker pubs after some very long, boring hours at work felt like a very tempting option. Aiaiai and I must admit, it felt GREAT!!:)After a day of feeling like I was the centre of a catastrophe, a stumbeling hassard for myself and my surroundings. Knowing that I didn't have much work waiting and that I could work home today made it O so easy. Maybe a bit too easy. I usually get quite bad hangovers and are very disabled the day after a night out. They are usually spent in front of the tellie, craving everything sweet, salty and fatty that I can get my hands on. While my sweet, caring man nurses me back to life. Making food and coffee, served in bed, eaten in recovery position. I know, quite pittyful.. lol Today on the other hand it was all rise and shine and get that booty over to the computer. Ready for a new daaaaaaayyyyyyyyyzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZzzz.....---------------------------biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip
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