Mit Kater and all that
Dec. 15th, 2005 02:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lectrix_lectiI find it slightly disturbing that I've managed to get more done at work today, puttering about in a semi-hungover/sleep depraved haze, than I did yesterday and the day before that put together. I can't wait to find out what grave errors I've made while my brain has been taking today off but my hands have been busy.
The faculty Christmas party was obviously fine, since I'm a zombie today. I didn't drink much, but what I drank was of the whisky variety, and it appears Upper Ten gives me more of a hangover than other such beverages. Or I can blame the one glass of cognac I had, because cognac tends to make my head somewhat heavy.
Of course, there are some things to bitch about, like how the vegetarian dish was a rather sad little feta salad and then a pile of soggy ratatouille, accompanied by a white wine that was bland and a red wine that tasted like raspberry juice. Or the fact that there were exactly two whiskys available, Upper Ten and Chivas Regal, I'm no huge fan of either. Or the IT guys again being in charge of the music, of which they know sod all.
Then again, I pulled out The Outgoing Witty Persona and had very nice chats with lots of people. And a not so nice instance of being outed as familiar with little dried green leaves, damn and blast. That's not a thing to mention when surrounded by staid grown-ups, thanks a fat fucking bundle. The worst thing is that I've never discussed that subject with the outer, he took a wild guess and I was taken massively aback and couldn't fake innocence for the life of me.
I narrowly avoided dancing with one extremely cheerful co-worker, and ended up discussing gingerbread baking with him instead. There is no subject I'm unable to chit-chat about when I'm in the mood to be a conversationalist.
Staggered home far too late and got next to nothing in the way of sleep, so I will now sneak off early from work, go home and keel over.
The faculty Christmas party was obviously fine, since I'm a zombie today. I didn't drink much, but what I drank was of the whisky variety, and it appears Upper Ten gives me more of a hangover than other such beverages. Or I can blame the one glass of cognac I had, because cognac tends to make my head somewhat heavy.
Of course, there are some things to bitch about, like how the vegetarian dish was a rather sad little feta salad and then a pile of soggy ratatouille, accompanied by a white wine that was bland and a red wine that tasted like raspberry juice. Or the fact that there were exactly two whiskys available, Upper Ten and Chivas Regal, I'm no huge fan of either. Or the IT guys again being in charge of the music, of which they know sod all.
Then again, I pulled out The Outgoing Witty Persona and had very nice chats with lots of people. And a not so nice instance of being outed as familiar with little dried green leaves, damn and blast. That's not a thing to mention when surrounded by staid grown-ups, thanks a fat fucking bundle. The worst thing is that I've never discussed that subject with the outer, he took a wild guess and I was taken massively aback and couldn't fake innocence for the life of me.
I narrowly avoided dancing with one extremely cheerful co-worker, and ended up discussing gingerbread baking with him instead. There is no subject I'm unable to chit-chat about when I'm in the mood to be a conversationalist.
Staggered home far too late and got next to nothing in the way of sleep, so I will now sneak off early from work, go home and keel over.
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