I got my first hangover which I managed to kick out in 3 hours, shoot with a retarded rifle while starving and trying to ignore bursts of pain blossoming everywhere, get rained on for a straight half-hour with the wind shoving aforementioned rain very helpfully into my face, waste several hours doing nothing with my artwork on top of me, wait forfuckingever for food, be late to a movie which ticked off quite an irritable woman who, in turn, pissed off a very irritable me, before then proceeding to watch said film with hatred and animosity because of said woman, which then later manifested into hyper-neurotic activity on the way home.
