A guide To Surviving a hangover
10:34 Waking up in all your clothes on the floor thirty centimeters away from your bed is never a good thing. After gathering myself slowly to my feet I began to piece together what happened the night before. It must have been someone’s birthday, a 21st or a 30th anything else would not have resulted in as much pain as this. 11:00 I’m at the point now where I can actually feel my brain sitting in my skull. It’s like a ball of steel wool pressing against the back of my eyes. The room has stopped spinning but has now taken on another slightly more disturbing trait of being on a slight tilt. I am so hungover. It is a little known rule of the English language hyperbole is only acceptable when you’re hungover. It's in the back of the dictionary somewhere, I swear. I’d get up and show you but it’s all the way over there on the shelf, and the thought of getting up has brought on another bout of whisky-tears. 11:45 A quick trip to the bathroom to relieve myself ...