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I'm really very glad that today doesn't consist of me needing to do much that requires movement or action. Because wow with the hungover. The Grove Hardware Night of Drinking and Debauchery ended up lasting until 4. I walked in my house at 4 am last night and hated myself because it was 4 am and I had a big plate of eggs and now I felt icky and I wanted to sleep but the nine cups of coffee it took for me to sober up enough so that I could feel my face again were jumping through my system and making me buzz like crazy. Lots of drinking. Again, it ended up being me and Joe but with T this time. We closed Clancy's and then since we were all still wide awake and buzzed we decided to get food. I was totally craving a cheese omlette so I got one and then proceeded to eat all the hash browns because they were the food of the Gods at 3 am. I'm fairly sure I talked about sex waaay too much with my boss. And may have annouced rather loudly that I'm fucking good at blowjobs and I have people who will attest to that. I'm thinking I shouldn't have said that to him.

Now I'm still shakey and hungover even though I've been up for hours. Like, when I woke up this morning my body was literally shaking from the alcohol, lack of water, and the caffiene withdrawl. It wasn't pretty.

Dad loves his shirts as hideous as they are. He also got a George Forman Grill and comic books. He's a happy boy right now. Plus he's going to get to go to dinner wherever he wants. I just hope it's someplace I can get a drink. Which considering how hungover I still am, I am surprised I'm thinking about more alcohol.

Two out of three betas have come back to me. I'm shooting for a Wednesday release date of the new story. Maybe.

Ugh. Need to study. Need to shower. Need to write paper.

Huuuungry.

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I'm really very glad that today doesn't consist of me needing to do much that requires movement or action. Because wow with the hungover. The Grove Hardware Night of Drinking and Debauchery ended up lasting until 4. I walked in my house at 4 am last night and hated myself because it was 4 am and I had a big plate of eggs and now I felt icky and I wanted to sleep but the nine cups of coffee it took for me to sober up enough so that I could feel my face again were jumping through my system and making me buzz like crazy. Lots of drinking. Again, it ended up being me and Joe but with T this time. We closed Clancy's and then since we were all still wide awake and buzzed we decided to get food. I was totally craving a cheese omlette so I got one and then proceeded to eat all the hash browns because they were the food of the Gods at 3 am. I'm fairly sure I talked about sex waaay too much with my boss. And may have annouced rather loudly that I'm fucking good at blowjobs and I have people who will attest to that. I'm thinking I shouldn't have said that to him.

Now I'm still shakey and hungover even though I've been up for hours. Like, when I woke up this morning my body was literally shaking from the alcohol, lack of water, and the caffiene withdrawl. It wasn't pretty.

Dad loves his shirts as hideous as they are. He also got a George Forman Grill and comic books. He's a happy boy right now. Plus he's going to get to go to dinner wherever he wants. I just hope it's someplace I can get a drink. Which considering how hungover I still am, I am surprised I'm thinking about more alcohol.

Two out of three betas have come back to me. I'm shooting for a Wednesday release date of the new story. Maybe.

Ugh. Need to study. Need to shower. Need to write paper.

Huuuungry.