1/367: Cat Stevens - Sitting
I stumbled to work today, hung over & ended up vomiting in the bathroom at some point. Luckily I just keyed all day. Not very intensive. I’m more worried about work tomorrow, because I want to have fun tonight, but not totally sabotage my tomorrow. But that’ll probably happen. My vomit was made up of blood red tendrils that I assume used to be pizza. It was kind of pretty.
So I wonder if hangovers are different with people who have bad eyes. Because I truly feel like I wouldn’t have constant dizziness if my eyes weren’t all fucked. But maybe I would. Hard to know a thing I can’t ever directly know.
I always feel like complaining when it’s hot here, but realize that I should never complain because it’s not that hot. Same thing when it’s sort of cold. Southern California is like the place that breeds constant unearned weather whining. That said, it’s hot & I hate it. & I’m 27.