Oh my aching head…

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While some may have thought happy hour was a pleasant way to end “hump day” (see Ian's entry), for me it was like the earth came crashing down on my head.

Now let me start by saying I don't get conventional hangovers. I had three margaritas. Count them, 1 … 2 … 3. After getting home, the headache began, so I downed a Berocca (see cute flashy link, view what Berocca is), and started feeling better. More water, a little more achiness, and then off to bed. Can you say ARGHHHHHH? I must have slept a total of 1-2 hours. My neck hurt, my head hurt, I was all nasty and sweaty (hmm … that reminds me, must wash linens).

The sad (?) thing is … it was all worth it 🙂 It was nice just to kick back, consume margaritas, and enjoy the company of friends and amazing hairdos. Yes, you know what I'm talking about 🙂

James

James Nunn keeps himself busy running his business, volunteering when possible, hosting exchange students, sticking his nose into social issues but is generally considered a good guy. He loves to keep track of things using technology. He has a waning social media presence and is an occasional blogger capturing life's little (and big) moments. He was born in Australia, but now lives in New Orleans, Louisiana (USA) with his husband and two dogs.