"hangover Friday"

..I woke up this morning feeling absolutely miserable.
I refuse to believe that going out, drinking with no shame and splashing out the cash on something that makes you forget how you got there in the first place, is the only alternative i m left with(the other choice is falling asleep on the couch while watching "Randù" the tarot reader telling a poor woman to dump her drunken husband!)..
But it has always been like this, no point starting now to find something wrong with all that..
I had a really good time..i remember dancing around and making waves with the arms from side to side (looking like a right fool), i remember staring at a huge fish tank where baby sharks were swimming "happily" (looking more drunk than i actually was), i remember talking to a guy at the bar, apparently the boss of the place and finding his phone number in my pocket this morning (looks like im quite popular lately!), i remember sitting on the back seat and thinking of how i d miss this place once i will be gone, i remember feeling a strange vibe, right in the middle of my stomach and i remember enjoying it with all my heart while it lasted.

Dream moment: i wish i could for once have the balls to try the Irish cure for hangover and test if it actually works.
Reality moment: J., creo que tenemos que cambiar nuestros planes de boda en Australia y irnos a Argentina..!