Showing posts with label hungover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hungover. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 October 2011

Will I Ever Learn?

Hungover.com. I think I was still drunk when I got up this morning - thank goodness I don't have to meet a client tonight. I think 'a few drinks with the girls' will have to be a Coca Cola for me...

Brooke x

Wednesday, 10 November 2010

Hanging

HUNG. OVER.

Friday, 10 September 2010

Champagne Thursdays

Uuuurg. Hungover. Who's idea was it to start the weekend early? I was excited about it yesterday, but now I just want to crawl back into bed...

Brooke x

Friday, 20 August 2010

Shhhhh



I need everything to be really quiet please, otherwise my head will never forgive me. I woke up with a dry mouth, slight nausea and the dull thud in my brain that comes as a result of mixing your drinks. All in all a pretty good night; there was food, music, dancing and cocktails - an intoxicating blend!

I can't say the sex was mind blowing, but it must have relieved a certain amount of tension because today it is not the first thing on my mind. In fact, there's not much on it at all; if I looked into the corners of my mind right now, I'm pretty sure I'd just find fuzz and a burning desire for more sleep!

Now the weekend is here, but I don't have that Friday feeling just yet... maybe later....

Brooke x




Monday, 8 March 2010

Heavy

Ohhhhh, dear. Still a bit hungover. I had a pretty heavy weekend - in the words of Lady Gaga, "I had a little bit too much". I can't regret it though, had so much fun! Met a lot of colourful characters and partied until the sun came up.

Yesterday was a day of duvets and cups of tea with my flatmates, they felt my pain! Love those girls.

Hope your weekend was as fun as mine,

Brooke x

Monday, 19 October 2009

Drunken Floosy


Shame on me. My behaviour this weekend was far from ladylike! I went to see the barman in Bournemouth. We shared a very civilised bottle of wine in his place, then a reasonably civilised bottle of wine in another. By the third bar I was getting rather tipsy, and by the time we hit the club I was absolutely trashed. I seem to have a compulsive habit for complimenting people, and made lots of 'interesting' new friends!

I did end up back at his place, but there was no romancing. He passed out on the floor next to the bed, and I managed to rouse him enough to drag him into bed with me. In the morning we were both so horrendously hungover that there was no chance of sex!

The night was brilliant fun, but not exactly the way I'd planned it. Admittedly, it felt good to let my hair down and not have to be the perfect companion for once. It was fun - I won't make a habit of it though!

Brooke x

Saturday, 15 August 2009

Bleurgh

Tired and hungover, wish I could go back to bed! Too much to do...

Brooke x

Saturday, 20 June 2009

Shhhh

We're throwing a surprise party at my flat tonight. Shhhh, don't tell anyone! If I'm horribly hungover tomorrow, I deserve no sympathy. Wish me luck!

Brooke x