Oooog.

Worst. Hangover. Ever.

for me, anyway. i only freakin' had three drinks, over four hours, and I also had two bottles of water. fuck i'm useless at this drinking thing.

Pointless Little Update

Just in case anyone was wondering... the hangover went away (recipe: one small glass of orange punch, two advils, two mini-wheats, one hot shower, one greasy breakfast), rehearsal was fun (we weent offbook today, and I almost knew almost all my lines!), the movie Chicago was not enjoyable enough for me to be admitted into the reallygay crowd, and drinks with Benjamin and Ashif were fun, if a little over-straight due to the surroundings.

...and that's the news.