To make up for it though, here's an account of my day (sober, unfortunately).
Preface: There were two things I was planning on doing today: The first was drinks in Central London for someone's birthday, the other was the I Fucking Love Science bar crawl in Camden this evening. I wasn't really all the fussed about the first one, but I made a sign and everything for the second one! See:
Anyway.
I woke up at twelve, and was surprisingly un-hungover for the entire day. I then played Pokemon until I got out of bed at two, for the sole reason that I was fucking starving and needed to go down to the shop for food. Which I promptly did, buying some microwave meals and a large packet of Chilli Heatwave Doritos, along with a jar of salsa. I got about halfway through using the Doritos as a tool to shovel as much salsa as possible into my mouth, when I pretty much just crashed. So I lay the fuck back down and started playing Pokemon again. I ended up doing neither of the two things I wanted to do. I can only assume that the crash was caused by the unbelievable amount of awesome for today. It is now 9:44 and I plan on watching Battlestar Galactica on the computer which I've snuck into the school for.
I know you all want a piece of the day-to-day awesomeness that is myself, but please, contain yourselves.
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