Last night was M's birthday party. He invited me along to join in the festivities of watching him be a total dumbass. *shakes head* I'm glad I wasn't that bad when I was his age. At least, I don't think I was.
I managed to get in almost on time given my health, got the big order out on time and the other few ones that came in after I got started on that one. Ugh, my head is still all fuzzy. My stomach is mad at me.
Tonight is probably staying in, unless maybe I get some hot tea or something soothing like that. Or ice cream. The bad thing about the day after a bender is that you want nothing but sugar. Oh it's so bad. I HAVE to get at least one load of laundry tonight. I think that will be priority when I walk in the door tonight. Then, bill paying. I hate paying bills.
Ok, back to work. The sooner I get this shit done, the sooner I can leave the minute my supervisor gets in.