I am never drinking again!

But I say that every morning after I get done getting smashed.

Happened again last night. Had a wee much to drink and felt it this morning with cotton mouth and a very dizzy out look on life. But the night before was fun and that was all that mattered.

I blame it all on one man whom yesterday I was angry with, today I have no opionion. One my plans were cancled, because of man, so I had some ice cream, because of man and then had an open night, because of man,  so I went and downed away the mad feeling that I had, solely man's fault, and said feeling was replaced with a nice buzz. The buzz quickly beat out and residing feelings of anger.

I was promised that I would get it made up to me and he better come through on that, jackass. Did I mention that I hate men? I didn't...well. I HATE MEN.

Not really I just got done talking to him and he isn't feeling well  which is why our plans were cancelled. Poor baby, I know he isn't feeling okay and nothing can be done. Sigh

Woke up feeling like shit. Worked today smelling like booze, ewww. I  open tomorrow too. Blah. I need to get caught up on my homework as well. I need to finish Pygmalion (sp?) which so far isn't too bad but I can't help but bursting into song every once awhile and belting out "Move your bloomin arse" Such is my reading experience.

Either way I'm jetting.