Hangovers Suck

My pound is heading...or, I mean, my head is pounding and my eyeballs hurt. This can only mean one thing...I drank too much and karma has come to kick my ass by way of a hangover. We played on the lake yesterday. I usually don't drink much while on the water as heat, beer and lake water don't usually mix well together. I was fine until I drank that stupid "special" gatorade. They said, "here, drink this. You'll hydrate yourself and feel happy at the same time." Um, no. That didn't work.

So, here I sit at my lovely job dreading the 5 hours of meetings we have today. CRAP! 5 hours? Seriously? Do I gotta? I certainly hope no one expects me to participate. My head could explode at any time.