Hangovers... Nasty buggers.
What's more nasty is I didn't actually have anything to drink last night.
Blurgh... Head hurts, dry mouth, stomach riding the rollacoaster.
Coffee, yup, that's what I need. Moma'Lin, you got any left?
If I helped you then please consider thanking me. A thanks produces lots of warm and fuzzies and is cheaper and easier than buying me a round of booze.