The FAT Website est. 1999
I am hungover. Not just hungover, very hungover.
I went to this party last night, and I got there late, and so felt I needed to catch up with everyone else, so downed 5 pints in about 20 minutes. Through drinking games, joints and my bad judgement of when to slow down, I got so hammered, I ended up talking to some girl for about an hour about punk covers, and how I didn’t like American beer.
Someone gave me a ride home, which is a good thing, because it retrospect, I probably would have spent the night in a bush had I tried to walk home.
I got home, threw up, went to bed, got up again, puked again. Went to sleep. Woke up the next morning, and in an attemt to eat something, that wouldnt be too volatile, I tried watermellon. Bad choice, threw that up too. Eventually I found potato chips were not making me hurl, so ate them.
It is now almost 6pm, and I still feel fragile, and havent eaten yet. urgh, i feel like shit
KIDS: Don’t drink excessively….its bad.
Something great is happening on spymag tomorrow. Thats all I’m saying, don’t miss it!
