Wednesday, 15 February 2012

The morning after the night before

Well I drank two bottles of red wine and polished off a whole tub of chocolate icecream, before falling asleep on the sofa watching films. My hangover has not yet kicked in, I'm pretty sure I'm still a bit drunk. Deffo didn't fall asleep until after 4am and I can't have got much sleep on the tiny wicker excuse of a sofa, but my housemate heading off to uni woke me up so now I'm back in my own bed. My housemate seemed rather bemused this morning, she doesn't understand why Valentine's day is a big deal. To me VD is the one day a year that it is acceptable to be miserable about being alone and lonely and use it as an excuse to get drunk and eat chocolate and generally be decadent and self indulgent. I am not single out of choice. Anyway, I think I conducted myself pretty well last night considering. No moaning, seeing as I was on my own for the majority of the night so had no one to moan to. No crying, except at the sad parts of the films (Notting Hill, Ghost, and My Sister's Keeper btw). But best of all no drunken messages of any kind. I didn't call, text, email, facebook, anything! Success!

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