Fact or Fiction?

Today was suitably hungover given the amount that I ended up drinking yesterday. I originally got up at 8 in time for my 9am lecture, and in fact managed to get there on time; although missing breakfast. Curled up in the corner wearing my sunglasses and huddled in my coat, I was feeling rather smug at beating the drink and managing to be productive when the majority of my friends who had imbibed similar quantities were still in bed. Hah! Jack wins. However, given 25 minutes in a sweltering lecture theatre soon changed my tune, and I was struggling to both stay awake and stay with my stomach contents.

Luckily I made it though that ordeal, and cycled home again having decided to miss my other lecture of the day for fear of decorating the floor with last night's shreddies. The remainder of the day was spent watching Desperate Housewives with Sean and some really beautiful vimeo and sleeping. Needed to be on form for the "F party" this evening - you can go dressed as anything, as long as it begins with an F. I went as Frodo Baggins. Amazing party, but I'm pretty sure it was about a 10 mile walk away!

Couldn't drink after yesterday so I was back by 2.