Am an I alcoholic? Part 3

Ugh - I hope it's not too early....Where's my phone???

I don't even remember how I got to bed. Ugh.

9.30am. Aaah no, I don't think so. I'm going back to sleep. If I can get a lie on then I might sleep off my hangover and I'll be on form for tonight for the party.

DAMN IT! I'm gonna have to get up and pee. It's not gonna go away. This better not wake me up for good.

I'm tossing and turning. Eyes feel like they're burning but my mind is not letting me go asleep. I'll check Facebook. And the news. Oh god cringe did I put that on his status!? I suppose it's not too bad, it wasn't too late and it doesn't scream 'drunken fool'....I can definitely explain that one away if I need to! I love how diplomatic I can be on Facebook when I'm drunk. I always feel a profound sense of achievement when I haven't embarrassed myself.

I'm just gonna chill out in bed for a while. Jesus I'm hungry. Gonna get something to eat. I need meat or something.

7pm. Been on the couch all day. Haven't moved. Ordered a take out at 6pm. It was lovely - hit the spot.
I haven't felt hungover - cos I haven't moved. I really, really hope I'm physically able to get drunk tonight. I should be, I feel fine.

Shower, clothes. Pour a drink. Take a sip. Break out in a vodka sweat.

SHIT. I'm screwed for the night now. Fake Smiling. Pretending to hear what people say.

FML. Why did I drink last night? I wish I could've waiting until tonight. Story of my life.

Well vodka I'm annoyed with you now. Well and truly. I'm never speaking to you again until Friday.