It’s not that I feel so bad about being hungover after attending not one, but two, birthday parties last night (one of which was the lovely Ari’s), it’s just that I don’t understand how Lisa is out with her family going to brunch, Doug is doing some moot court project at his school that had him awake at 7am, Dawn Summers is running around accusing people (ok, me) of stealing her ipod headphones only to then find them in her car, Ace is posting up a small storm, and Ari is seeing a show on Broadway, while I feel like a truck ran over me. How am I the only one feeling the effects of last night? My only solace is Ivan’s post at 8:20 this morning on needing a beer. Otherwise, the hope is that drunky excuse-maker Ken Wheaton is curled up in a ball somewhere sleeping off his first drink since Ash Wednesday. Or, maybe Jessica and Petitedov aren’t answering the phone because they too have spent the early part of the morning swearing they will never drink again. As for the rest of the crew that was there, is it terribly mean that I hope Steve Silver, Yaron, Esther, C, Chris and Fish haven’t posted yet because they’re in a hangover hell of their own?
Posted by Karol at 03:34 PM
What’s that excuse-maker crack supposed to mean. Keep in mind that I’d been drinking Czech beer and liquer since 4 yesterday afternoon.
But if it makes you feel any better, I was hurting pretty bad this morning.
Ouch. Stop typing so loud, y’all.
Excuse making: ‘I broke my lent promise to give up drinking because my friend’s dog died’. Dude.
Oh no she didn’t. Not that I’m opposed to dog murder, if that is in fact what it was.
Oh, I’m hungover all right… and “Be Cool” sucked even more than it would have had I seen it un-toxinated.
awww, buncha babies.
Didn’t Momma ever learn you to drink a water or diet coke in between alcohol drinks?
I woke up around 3pm this afternoon. So cool to see everyone.
Didn’t get out of bed until 1pm myself darling. Led to a huge fight with my boy Jack Daniels and I threw his sweet ass out the door for good!
11 am morning, brunch, gallleries, sunny day, and a mild hang over. I had a lovely time.
btw, while I didn’t have much of a hangover at this last thing, I had a horrible hangover after the Jess and Lisa thing.
Hungover? It’d take more alcohol and better waitressing than that to get me drunk. I haven’t posted much lately because I’m about to abandon my current blog.
Ironically, you and I never even talked, but you are the only one to actually mentioned me in their recaps. I guess I don’t make quite the impression I used to. Man, to think I even shaved off my beard for that party too.