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ain't no rest for the wicked

UncategorizedAnna Keller3 Comments

- Cage the Elephant [youtube=]

Life lesson learned this weekend: if you don't feel too swell and still insist on going out dancing, you will feel even worse when you wake up.

My Friday night (sober) looked like that video.  The White Panda came to CMU and I'm sure you can see me and some of my ridiculous amigos in the video.  Lots of fun, very hot, and totally worth it.

My Saturday night (not sober) was at a club in Station Square.  It looked an awful lot like the previous night, except we ended up getting a ride home from a pizza delivery guy because Pittsburgh cabs suck.  So Roma, you saved our asses from a very long walk home and we are forever in your debt.

My Sunday was one of the worst days of my life.  I hurt EVERYWHERE. I was delirious, couldn't read a single page of work, and ate an entire serving of Chinese garlic broccoli because I had no food in the house.  I managed to go grocery shopping and I'm pretty sure that everyone else in the store thought I was on crack (have you SEEN Ritz's new pretzel thins?  They have a pretzel outside, cracker inside, sour cream and onion flavored, and make ZERO sense). Oh well. I slept for 10 hours last night, made it to health services, and am now feeling much better and being kind of productive.

But seriously: crazy dance parties can be hazardous to your health.

Worst morning-after experience?  Don't worry -- there's no WAY I can judge you.

and you should seriously love this song.