It was several.
I am not hungover in the traditional sense (yet. It could be one of those sneaky late-breaking hangovers, we'll see), but I am very tired and my voice is shot to hell.
While I had a great time waxing philosophical with the Lovely A about how we don't really smoke anymore--over half a pack of American Spirits--I am now in no way prepared to face my day, and all the lunacy that it holds in store.
I'm hoping a trip to McDonald's before rehearsal will fix that.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Ugh.
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Ahahaha. I know ... We're awful. Awful fun! (My hangover was one of those late-breaking ones. When I finally got to rest in the hotel at, like 5pm, I was dead.)
Egg McMuffin's creep me out.
McD's hashbrowns, on the other hand, are heaven.
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