murky meditations

I hate it when I go out and have a great time, and then wake up hung over.

Maybe not even hung over, not sick or anything, but tired and fuzzy and like I can't focus on anything quite intently enough.

Hence, my day is wasted, at least in the sense that I can't do anything truly productive that requires my brain.  Also I feel like I cannot remember the prior evenings events as clearly as I would like to.  I know what I did and everything, I just don't remember it clearly and maybe little bits are missing... like leaving the bar.  

hm... don't remember that part, but clearly I did.

this is as annoying to me as the night was fun, so obviously I cannot be expected to give it up but I wish there was another way sometimes...

fuck.  why does whiskey have to taste so good?