Worst Hangover Ever...kinda but not really

I am not someone you want to be with POST a night out drinking...at least not these days.

What do I do? I get all mushy gushy. Not like those girls in your college who were crying at the bar. Nope. I come home and cant stop playing Con Te Partiro on repeat, while sending out countless drunken text messages...via gchat (AMAZING in its own respect).



Now that I look back on last night. I am a wuss. lol.
I am now listening to Air and Simple Gifts....

Its a great way to motivate yourself to get out of bed at noon to do something Barack-like. Like getting lunch...or shaving. Or writing a book or even READING a book.

Damn you Italian Embassy. You bring out the worst in me....kinda.