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To say that yesterday was a write-off would be a large understatement. My sugar levels were so precarious that any time I moved, I had to lie down for half an hour to stop feeling sick so I could actually eat something to get some sugar in me...

Ah well - have been trying to remember things that were done/said on Saturday - I know we left the pub at about six and I got told off/beat up afterwards for flirting. Aha. Don't ask me! I don't have a love life to speak of! Amusing conversations throughout the night...I'm sure if I said anything ridiculous someone will tell me! Right now, I don't feel perfect, so I'm going to have a rather large fry-up!

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Drinks count I believe:

2 pints Landlord
Large vodka+coke
2 Bacardi+coke
2 Gin+tonic
2 Rum+coke
Morgans+Coke
Whisky (random blend)
Whisky (Black Bottle)
Midori
Amaretto

All this on a stomach that's not been pissed properly for ages...

And I've just remembered serving queenofsmut a quadruple gin+tonic in a pint glass! Or was it? It was you wasn't it?

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Uurggh. Having eaten, my body has got the fuel to deal with the rest of my hangover apparently, so I now feel like poo again. I wish I understood why this happens!

Am tempted to go and sit atop Arthur's Seat for a while this afternoon, although that may be follahrdy when the showers start arriving...

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Okay - I'm really bored and having the renaissance of my hangover, so to pass the time, I'm going to offer to tell anyone what was number one in the UK charts when they were born. Woo.