Ugh.
So last night, a friend of mine threw a party to celebrate the last day of 1L. I went. And within 3 hours, I was more drunk than I've ever been in my entire life. So drunk, in fact, that I blacked out a lot of the evening and FI had to come to the party at 12:30am to come and get me.
I woke up this morning, fully clothed, with the worst hangover I've ever had. My head feels like it was hit with a 2x4. And I'm exhausted.
Sooo...I ordered the greasiest nachos this side of Boston, 2 bottles of water, and extra guacamole to be delivered. And I sit here, in my pink fluffy bathrobe, eating my greasy nachos. At 10:50 am.
NOMNOMNOM.