That's right. I said happily hungover.
The back of my head is throbbing like a detached heart in a villian's hand in a horror movie, but worth it. I had a good time last night
Good tunes, Old Style, Jameson, and punk eye-candy.
I'll post more later, as I'll be dragging my booze-soaked, dehydrated, smoke-reeking bones into work late as it is. This is my soundtrack for the day.