I really wish I could remember how I got home.
Nothing says Happy Birthday, like a good ol' hangover and arriving to work at 1:45 PM.
Things that are difficult to do while so fucking hungover you might die:
- send a fax
- scroll up and down on the computer
- move the mouse
- look into the cabinet above my desk
- move the flowers on my desk that are blocking the cabinet
- not use the word 'fuck'
- book a flight
- answer the phone
- keep my eyes open
- attempt to not die