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hangover report
Aug. 21st, 2009 05:56 pmI had my first hangover today. . . I am appalled at the extent of the devastation it wreaked on my mind and body. Horrifying. Just a couple hours ago, I curled my toes down and it made my feet shake violently. My hands have been quivering slightly and I've been getting chills. Plus the urge to vomit, which has come and gone with varying frequency throughout the day. Mostly gone now, I think - I was able to eat dinner (sushi, which i can't tell if it was a good idea or not - light, simple and cool, but also large volumes of raw fish). I didn't have too much of a headache, especially not after I took an ibuprofen early on, but I've been really dizzy and lightheaded all day. When I got to work I just put my head down on my desk, and it felt like my desk was spinning into space. I could barely move or think. . . my hands still feel stiff and weird. And the inside of my mouth still tastes weird!
But I went to work. . . because I had a presentation to give. XD AWESOME. (Also I thought it'd get better faster than it did - this morning the symptoms felt more isolated to my head, not so much in the rest of my body. Although I did wake up before my alarm, was completely unable to use the computer at all, and just watched Saved By the Bell.) Um, so, yeah. . . got to work, just wanted to sleep for about five hours, felt completely dead and wretched. I could barely move for most of the day. The air in my office or something actually made everything worse than it was, cos I went outside for a little bit and then I went to a different office and I felt a lot better in both places, and then I went back to my office and I was shaking and shutting down again. Usually I'm really fast-moving, alert to everything that's going on. . . basically I'm a ferret normally. Today I was a slug! I felt like a completely different person, it was creepy.
My boss had something she wanted me to do which luckily didn't require thinking. It required organizing some stacks of paper, which required a lot of moving and even 10 sheets of paper felt heavy. XD But I just did it very, very slowly.
And my presentation went okay. XD I was a little out of it but I think i was basically able to pull it together. It was warm in the room, which everyone else was annoyed about but since I'd been getting chills, it might have helped. And being hung over might have just helped me been relaxed, since it was a pretty casual info session - me explaining some stuff about what I do to the candidate service liaisons, so they could better help the candidates about it.
I also just got amused about the hangover partly through the day, when most of the nausea had passed. I was so dazed and it was just ridiculous.
Then I went home two hours early. I only slept for a fucking half an hour though. I thought I'd sleep for hours!! Ridiculous. Maybe I'm too out of it to sleep. So I've just been watching TV since then, still too tired and out of it to do anything else - finally watched the first episode of Farscape! It was good! :D I actually really liked it. My roommate is a big fan, and she's gotten into Stargate SG-1 since she moved in, so I wanted to be able to like her thing. ;)
Also last night when I got in I didn't want to go to sleep because I was too drunk and I hate going to sleep drunk (I did so anyway, heck, I think I'm still drunk. . . whiskey what the FUCK???) so I watched the Nanny for like two hours, and I fell asleep in the middle of it and woke up and it was still the Nanny and it was just weird. Being so drunk and drifting in and out of consciousness, and then just having the Nanny always be there. I also threw up a couple times after I ate, but I wanted to at that point, you know? I kind of tried to. Ugh, I must have woken Christel up. D:
Oh man, I do not feel a need to drink any time in the near future. OH MAN. Oh, I thought I already said this but I think I didn't - I only had 2 and a half drinks! I have definitely done this on work nights before. But it was my first time trying whiskey sours. . . whiskeys sour. . . so I can only assume that's why I was so effected. I did not see this coming. I didn't think I was doing anything too excessive, compared to other weeknights out. Gyaaargh.
I did have fun, though, although at the moment I can't think about drinking. I did make friends with some guys while their friends were playing my friends at shuffleboard. I gave one of them my. . . business card. XD They were nice. I like meeting new people. . . my friendliness is matched only by my crippling shyness.
I want to have hot chocolate because it'll make me feel better, but it's so hot out. This is problematic. I think I'll do it anyway. I need to shower anyway cos that will also make me feel better (once i trust my body to hold out) so I can make it a cold shower.
Bones is on, David Boreanaz is so pretty and hunky.
My friend Mamiko is coming to stay with me on Tuesday til she finds a place in the city. This weekend I gotta get ready for that. XD
Aww jesus christ, Laura's body, pull yourself together. Stupid body.
edit: I was thinking maybe the alcohol affected my body more than usual because I've been working so much and am just worn down and weaker? Today was my 12th straight day at work. And actually I'd already worked a full day's hours in overtime. . . I should have stayed home. XD
But I went to work. . . because I had a presentation to give. XD AWESOME. (Also I thought it'd get better faster than it did - this morning the symptoms felt more isolated to my head, not so much in the rest of my body. Although I did wake up before my alarm, was completely unable to use the computer at all, and just watched Saved By the Bell.) Um, so, yeah. . . got to work, just wanted to sleep for about five hours, felt completely dead and wretched. I could barely move for most of the day. The air in my office or something actually made everything worse than it was, cos I went outside for a little bit and then I went to a different office and I felt a lot better in both places, and then I went back to my office and I was shaking and shutting down again. Usually I'm really fast-moving, alert to everything that's going on. . . basically I'm a ferret normally. Today I was a slug! I felt like a completely different person, it was creepy.
My boss had something she wanted me to do which luckily didn't require thinking. It required organizing some stacks of paper, which required a lot of moving and even 10 sheets of paper felt heavy. XD But I just did it very, very slowly.
And my presentation went okay. XD I was a little out of it but I think i was basically able to pull it together. It was warm in the room, which everyone else was annoyed about but since I'd been getting chills, it might have helped. And being hung over might have just helped me been relaxed, since it was a pretty casual info session - me explaining some stuff about what I do to the candidate service liaisons, so they could better help the candidates about it.
I also just got amused about the hangover partly through the day, when most of the nausea had passed. I was so dazed and it was just ridiculous.
Then I went home two hours early. I only slept for a fucking half an hour though. I thought I'd sleep for hours!! Ridiculous. Maybe I'm too out of it to sleep. So I've just been watching TV since then, still too tired and out of it to do anything else - finally watched the first episode of Farscape! It was good! :D I actually really liked it. My roommate is a big fan, and she's gotten into Stargate SG-1 since she moved in, so I wanted to be able to like her thing. ;)
Also last night when I got in I didn't want to go to sleep because I was too drunk and I hate going to sleep drunk (I did so anyway, heck, I think I'm still drunk. . . whiskey what the FUCK???) so I watched the Nanny for like two hours, and I fell asleep in the middle of it and woke up and it was still the Nanny and it was just weird. Being so drunk and drifting in and out of consciousness, and then just having the Nanny always be there. I also threw up a couple times after I ate, but I wanted to at that point, you know? I kind of tried to. Ugh, I must have woken Christel up. D:
Oh man, I do not feel a need to drink any time in the near future. OH MAN. Oh, I thought I already said this but I think I didn't - I only had 2 and a half drinks! I have definitely done this on work nights before. But it was my first time trying whiskey sours. . . whiskeys sour. . . so I can only assume that's why I was so effected. I did not see this coming. I didn't think I was doing anything too excessive, compared to other weeknights out. Gyaaargh.
I did have fun, though, although at the moment I can't think about drinking. I did make friends with some guys while their friends were playing my friends at shuffleboard. I gave one of them my. . . business card. XD They were nice. I like meeting new people. . . my friendliness is matched only by my crippling shyness.
I want to have hot chocolate because it'll make me feel better, but it's so hot out. This is problematic. I think I'll do it anyway. I need to shower anyway cos that will also make me feel better (once i trust my body to hold out) so I can make it a cold shower.
Bones is on, David Boreanaz is so pretty and hunky.
My friend Mamiko is coming to stay with me on Tuesday til she finds a place in the city. This weekend I gotta get ready for that. XD
Aww jesus christ, Laura's body, pull yourself together. Stupid body.
edit: I was thinking maybe the alcohol affected my body more than usual because I've been working so much and am just worn down and weaker? Today was my 12th straight day at work. And actually I'd already worked a full day's hours in overtime. . . I should have stayed home. XD
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Date: 2009-08-22 03:43 am (UTC)it'll be strange next year without her around - but that means all the more i should head up to nyc to visit you lot!
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Date: 2009-08-24 01:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-22 05:09 pm (UTC)I'm sorry you had a shitty hangover - it doesn't sound much fun at all. Whenever I've drunk a lot I'm normally fine. I must have inhereited my father's iron stomach (he's a whiskey fanatic). Also - take a BREAK sometimes! Jeez, you work too hard!
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Date: 2009-08-24 01:18 pm (UTC)Oh god, I would LOVE to take a break, but I just can't. ::sigh:: So tired (OK well that's cos it's Monday morning). Hey, I left work early on Friday!