Happy 1st of May!

You'd think that since you are an adult, you'd know your limits when it comes to drinking alcohol. *insert hollow laughter*

I had to leave today's picnic early because I drank way too much last night at a party ('twas a good party otherwise) and right now I feel miserable. I took a bath and slept for an hour, but still my hands shake and I'm constantly reminding my stomach of proper conduct of behaviour. Will I never learn, or is this another symptom of aging? And it was fun at the picnic, I wouldn't have wanted to go. There was even, despite the freezing cold weather, so much romance in the air that even my old heart went "awwww."


I can't remember when would have been the last time I took a ride in any public transport without my portable CD player. On my way to work on Saturday morning, however, I managed to drop it on the asphalt where it promptly fell into thousand pieces and refused to work again. Good thing that the CD itself survived the crash unscathed. Until the next payday, then, I have to rely on other people to keep me entertained during the bus ride. I'm not a morning person, however, and usually the conversations (especially if they talk via cellphone, because you only hear half of the conversation. Also, it never ceases to amaze me how some people talk very intimate details about their lives in a public place) I hear will only increase my grumpyness instead of soothing my nerves.

OK, back to trying to eat. My brain knows I need food, but my stomach doesn't want to even think about it.



Yesterday's tracks: The Love Boat theme, We Are Family, Play That Funky Music White Boy and so on, you get the idea.