Very weird hangover
Well, last night I decided to go drinking. Normally, when this happens, I can remember things the morning after. If I can't, it's usually because I've drunk so much that my body is no longer functional, evidence of which can usually be found in the form of vomit.Today is different. I have no memory at all of last night, but all signs point to me being fairly functional. I remember talking to a random guy in Reflex, and us getting on very well. I don't remember leaving Reflex. I remember the bouncer at Brassingtons asking me to recite the alphabet before letting me in, and me doing so to his satisfaction. I don't remember being in Brassingtons. I vaguely remember going into Fluid. I don't remember being in Fluid, or leaving.
I woke up at 11am this morning. I was naked, on the floor. This was odd, but not entirely unusual - the floor often doesn't move as much when I'm drunk. My phone was not in my jeans. It was in my dressing gown pocket. A little more random, but OK. I staggered downstairs for a glass of water, where I found my shirt. Going into the kitchen, I found three multipack bags of various crisps. The cupboard yielded some beans, oatcakes, and 3 packs of Jammie Dodgers. The freezer has been fully stocked with pizza and Ben & Jerrys, and the fridge has acquired some custart tarts and powerade. Powerade is my hangover drink of choice, so it seems I was at least planning ahead. I have no memory of going shopping - a task that you would expect requires some degree of consciousness. The receipt says I went at 2am, and paid by card. I'd also clearly managed to get a taxi home, get undressed, and was even functional enough to remember to take out my contact lenses. I just can't remember any of it.
On checking my phone, I found I'd sent random messages to Sarah. Sarah hasn't been discussed here yet, but she will be. At this point I gave up and went back to sleep.
Now, it's 6pm, I've slept all day, and my head hurts. I'm very, very confused as to what exactly happened last night. I sent Sarah a text asking what I sent her last night, and telling her I couldn't remember a thing. She hasn't replied yet. In hindsight, I should probably have waited until I found out whether or not we had sex before letting on about my lost memory.
Since today is very random...have an equally random song.
Song of the day: Avenue Q - The Internet is for Porn
posted by SingleGuy @ 6:01 pm
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