Total and utter fucken gack!

Is the only way to describe my morning!

The weekend of fun and frolics was well underway and didn't have too many hitches! It ended up starting a day early, totally not my fault! For this one, I'm blaming Niall! I went for one drink, ended up at the St V. de P. children of the 90's table quiz, then at the Longstone, then Doyles and finally back to Niall's at 2am to watch Serenity. Serenity is still SO. FUCKEN. GOOD. Went to sleep aboot 5am, though when I say sleep I actually mean lie awake for a few hours feeling my hangover getting worse and worse. Then it got even better! Cos I'm generally used to going to sleep under several layers of duvets, quilts and throwovers, Niall's spare room was just too cold for me! So I woke up feeling hungover and sick .... yay!

Fast forward a few hours and I'm zooming through city center, grabbing panadol on the way, to get home/showered/changed and then back in to go to the pub. I arrived there at 2ish, and proceeded to drink for the day :) Drank for 12hrs, was fairly sober since I was on vodka (the blessed spirit) and headed home.

Slept a few hours, got up, packed off my still drunk mate to his morning tutorial (insert evil laugh) and began cleaning. *THIS* is the important bit!! I spent 6hrs cleaning (as per usual when I've been drinking vodka) and now I can see the top of my desk!! A feat not accomplished since I moved into my flat in Sept! Needless to say, it stayed clean for approximately an hour before ppl started showing up for the house party, after which, it was a lost cause.. *sigh*

So Saturday was spent mostly in bed...I attempted to clean, my flatmates kindly took over the rest while I went back to bed. I managed to get up and head into town and out for a few drinks, but mitched off early and went home to sleep for 9hrs.

Then came the fun day...Sunday.. I'd gotten 9hrs sleep, the most sleep I'd gotten since Tuesday. Then my body decided that it'd let loose that headcold I picked up on Wednesday (yes, we'd all hoped to have forgotten that by now). I spent the day in bed, sleeping now and again, got 11hrs sleep that night and still could barely move this morning. I feel that gack!! Stoopid headcold >:( Couldn't even take today off work since I'd taken a long weekend, so now my co-workers are stuck listening to me sniffle all day, it's their own tough luck!

All in all, twas good craic, I even got a mention in Drastic, from Gill obviously since Adam hates me ;) Also, I got some very nice pressies, thankee guys!! :D