I think saying you like hangovers is the definition of alcoholism. Uh oh, cause I do. Of course, I don't like the hangover part of the hangover. I hate the headache, the stomach ulcers, the shame, oh god the shame. Hangovers are definitely miserable, but if I could take a pill to avoid them (do those work?) I still wouldn't, because I love that post-hangover glow.
Once the hangover starts to fade, and you feel like yourself again, it's such a great feeling. You feel alive again. You feel as though your prayers have been answered. You feel reborn. The worse the hangover the better the feeling when it subsides too. I always eat a meal with a renewed enjoyment of solid food. I feel like jogging and doing jumping jacks and all that repetitive healthy stuff, because I can once more. I feel alive, and deluded enough to believe that I will never be as stupid as I was last night. After you finish a hangover the world is full of possibilities, and I usually take a nap.
Once the hangover starts to fade, and you feel like yourself again, it's such a great feeling. You feel alive again. You feel as though your prayers have been answered. You feel reborn. The worse the hangover the better the feeling when it subsides too. I always eat a meal with a renewed enjoyment of solid food. I feel like jogging and doing jumping jacks and all that repetitive healthy stuff, because I can once more. I feel alive, and deluded enough to believe that I will never be as stupid as I was last night. After you finish a hangover the world is full of possibilities, and I usually take a nap.
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