Plecostomus
Commodore
Oh, don't worry about it...."you only live once" and hope to get more updates (pics)
Should I stay or should I go now?
- Thread starter K'Ehleyr
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^ Thank you gentlemen and goodnight.
'It's 3 O'clock in the morning and I'm on the streets again,
should have got that last bus home, should have been in by ten...
But I'm dancing in the moonlight, it's got me in it's spotlight..'
pop quiz ~ what song, what band, and name of lead singer!
First correct answer gets total respect
As for me, it is so way late, night night peeps *hic*
'It's 3 O'clock in the morning and I'm on the streets again,
should have got that last bus home, should have been in by ten...
But I'm dancing in the moonlight, it's got me in it's spotlight..'
pop quiz ~ what song, what band, and name of lead singer!
First correct answer gets total respect
As for me, it is so way late, night night peeps *hic*
damn, don't know the song....
but good night, sleep well
but good night, sleep well
Don't know the song, but it reminds me of this:
Half-past one,
The street-lamp sputtered,
The street-lamp muttered,
The street-lamp said,
“Regard that woman
Who hesitates toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
You see the border of her dress
Is torn and stained with sand,
And you see the corner of her eye
Twists like a crooked pin.”
(verse 2 of Rhapsody on a Windy Night by T.S. Eliot)
Half-past one,
The street-lamp sputtered,
The street-lamp muttered,
The street-lamp said,
“Regard that woman
Who hesitates toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
You see the border of her dress
Is torn and stained with sand,
And you see the corner of her eye
Twists like a crooked pin.”
(verse 2 of Rhapsody on a Windy Night by T.S. Eliot)
Hey ~ I have the place to myself, both men are out. I'm in my nightie, slathered in moisturiser... And access to you lot
And we are letting our imaginations run wild.Thank you, at least you appreciate me, one more glass of Baileys and there might be pictures
Mmmmm...pictures!
Plecostomus
Commodore
And we are letting our imaginations run wild.
Mmmmm...pictures!
Yes we could use more pictures.
Hope K'ehleyr's head is okay today. 
Plecostomus
Commodore
Hope K'ehleyr's head is okay today.
I put a pot of coffee on and a glass of water on her nightstand she'll be fine.
I recommend hair of the dog. 
Plecostomus
Commodore
Never worked for me. Always a strong cup of coffee and a glass of water followed either by vigorous sex or a brisk jog.
You must be made of double hard stern stuff to jog with a hangover. Respect!
Myself, when I've been foolish enough to get a hangover - I go for an English breakfast, with the works. Followed by two tablets of paracetamol and a nap. By the time I wake up, I'm usually right as rain.
Myself, when I've been foolish enough to get a hangover - I go for an English breakfast, with the works. Followed by two tablets of paracetamol and a nap. By the time I wake up, I'm usually right as rain.
Plecostomus
Commodore
...or maybe my hangovers aren't that severe. I've had some epic headaches but never been dysfunctional in the morning. Normally getting the blood moving and restocking my internal supply of process fluids (water, essential in converting alcohol into byproducts) takes care of that in short order.
Look at it from an engineering point of view. Alcohol as I said needs water to be processed, yet it's presence causes you to lose water. When I drink alot I drink a huge glass of water before bed, then another one when I wake up along with a cup of coffee and then engage in physical activity. I'm ensuring that there is an adequate supply of process fluid for the equipment to operate properly and I'm increasing the system circulation so the process works quicker.
*shrug* Works for me.
Look at it from an engineering point of view. Alcohol as I said needs water to be processed, yet it's presence causes you to lose water. When I drink alot I drink a huge glass of water before bed, then another one when I wake up along with a cup of coffee and then engage in physical activity. I'm ensuring that there is an adequate supply of process fluid for the equipment to operate properly and I'm increasing the system circulation so the process works quicker.
*shrug* Works for me.
I guess you're just not as big a wimp as I am. I've heard of army folks drinking all night, then going for miles long runs with the hangover from hell. They do say exercise is the best remedy. I guess with a hardcore regime like that, your body can just sweat it all out in a jiffy! I don't think I'll try that next time though... 
Speaking of hangover workouts, I once had to sand the wooden floor of half the flat (of about a 100 years or so of grime), along with my cousin who'd foolishly offered to help - we spent half the night chatting and drinking, and woke up feeling like crap - but we HAD to do the sanding the following morning, as large pieces of furniture were being delivered the day after and there simply wouldn't be room to sand when they arrived...
Anyway, here we were with this industrial sized sander. Two puny little girls, working against the clock, with no experience of sanding. Naturally, we both nearly sanded each other's toes off. The damned thing has a tendency to pull you every which way - a very powerful piece of machinery. We had to occasionally yank the cord out of the wall to save ourselves from serious injury. We didn't realise you're supposed to get on your knees to steady yourself and it, we were trying to do it standing up - with flip flops for shoes. Crazy. It ended up taking us a whole day and night. No rest for the wicked, not to mention stupid.
When we were done, the job was far from over, we then HAD to take it back to the hire shop, by hand, via public transport, to the other side of London (there was just no money left for a cab after several large purchases). On top of all that, the thing weighed an absolute ton! We needed to be in time to avoid a massive late fee - I underestimated how long proper sanding actually takes - and booked the thing for a 24 hour hire. Yes, I was a genius alright.
And we did all that with horrible headaches and nausea, but by the time we were done - we felt absolutely great! What a workout. I didn't think it was possible - but it's true. Boy did we sweat and toil with that sanding. I owe my cousin big time. She risked life and toes to help me that day.
Speaking of hangover workouts, I once had to sand the wooden floor of half the flat (of about a 100 years or so of grime), along with my cousin who'd foolishly offered to help - we spent half the night chatting and drinking, and woke up feeling like crap - but we HAD to do the sanding the following morning, as large pieces of furniture were being delivered the day after and there simply wouldn't be room to sand when they arrived...
Anyway, here we were with this industrial sized sander. Two puny little girls, working against the clock, with no experience of sanding. Naturally, we both nearly sanded each other's toes off. The damned thing has a tendency to pull you every which way - a very powerful piece of machinery. We had to occasionally yank the cord out of the wall to save ourselves from serious injury. We didn't realise you're supposed to get on your knees to steady yourself and it, we were trying to do it standing up - with flip flops for shoes. Crazy. It ended up taking us a whole day and night. No rest for the wicked, not to mention stupid.
When we were done, the job was far from over, we then HAD to take it back to the hire shop, by hand, via public transport, to the other side of London (there was just no money left for a cab after several large purchases). On top of all that, the thing weighed an absolute ton! We needed to be in time to avoid a massive late fee - I underestimated how long proper sanding actually takes - and booked the thing for a 24 hour hire. Yes, I was a genius alright.
And we did all that with horrible headaches and nausea, but by the time we were done - we felt absolutely great! What a workout. I didn't think it was possible - but it's true. Boy did we sweat and toil with that sanding. I owe my cousin big time. She risked life and toes to help me that day.
TheWifeOfBrian
Lieutenant Commander
I've found the giant glass of water before bed and morning exercise thing to work as well.
Prefer to stay in and use the stationary bike rather than jog though, that way I can read the paper while I'm working out.
Prefer to stay in and use the stationary bike rather than jog though, that way I can read the paper while I'm working out.
I've heard steam rooms are fabulous hangover hangouts...
TheWifeOfBrian
Lieutenant Commander
Problem is steam rooms are best enjoyed naked sadly the closest one here requires you to wear a one-piece of "modest cut".
^ That's probably for the best in most cases!
TheWifeOfBrian
Lieutenant Commander
Agreed. Sadly we have no room for a steam room at home. Yet.
hope the day after is going well
Hope K'ehleyr's head is okay today.
I put a pot of coffee on and a glass of water on her nightstand she'll be fine.
Wait a minute...do you guys live in separate houses? Pleco, you live in South Clamshuck and she lives in East Buttfuck? WTF?
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