No Longer a Spring Chicken

We went to a going away part of one of Adam's friends last night at the Altitude, an outdoor bar on the roof of a hotel downtown. It was fun, hanging out with some of Adam's friends and enjoying some lovely gin and tonics. A few more gin and tonics that I probably should have enjoyed. I had a prophylactic grilled cheese sandwich and some ibuprofen before going to bed, so actually didn't feel to badly this morning. I'm just exhausted. Sundays are depressing, especially when you are slightly hung-over. I'm so much less productive when hungover. It's a wonder I accomplished anything in my early 20's.