I can’t decide if my relatively hangover-free status right now means that it’s going to get worse before it gets better, or if I’ve just got lucky and managed to avoid the level of hangover that I deserve. I hadn’t planned to get that drunk last night, but I seem to have managed to do a pretty good job of it regardless. I’m now racking my brains to check what astonishingly stupid things I said at various points throughout the night…