Missing: the Single Transferrable Hangover

[tamaranth]

Despite a large quantity of fizz last night (or so I seem to vaguely recall), I am not hungover.

However, my brain decided to celebrate the return of Indulgence (not to mention shinysparkly) by waking me up at 5:15 this morning with a random selection of Songs I Used To Like. 'Hole in Your Soul'; 'Kerb Crawler'; 'Self Control'.

Help.

Comments

[camies.livejournal.com]

Count yourself fortunate - no mixing of drinks for you! I once had a dream about the Single Transferrable Disease - people would transmit diseases by slapping a post-it note on someone else.