i remember when i use to be able to go out, get hammered, get about 4 hour sleep and then be in work for 9 o'clock in the morning feeling fine.
Today has changed all that.
Was supposed to be in at 10, never made it - had to pull a sickie in the end. Instead, moped around til 12, went to a pub in Monton, ate a tuna cheese melt in and then went home (stayed at a mate's house)
It's now four o'clock. I'm playing football in two and a half hours and I still feel like death.
In sum: :(