Like shit

Tomorrow is going to be a very dark blue Monday. I know that because if I feel like shit on a Sunday evening then nothing will change in that matter on a Monday morning. It's not that I had two heavy parties and drank industrial amounts of rum in one weekend I feel like shit, I feel like shit because if you laugh five hours straight, you are physically so exhausted, that next morning you just feel like shit.

Yesterday we had a party with our old co-workers and after everybody else went to sleep I played some poker with Indrek ... one-on-one Texas holdem. I was on a second day bender, so was he and we both were drunk as a skunk. And you know that the second day everything is soooooo funny. Thus the five hours laughing marathon and the shitty condition I'm in.

The theme of the party was "countryside"