san Francisco day 18

I have never have never felt a real hang over before, until I woke up from the black out. Let me explain how it felt: Shaky, headache, no energy what so ever, whenever I saw the remaining vodka I almost puked. And when I went out in the daylight I felt like a vampire, sensible eyes... really sensible.. Is this a hangover people??
I thanked Hollie for being my "mother" and getting me back to safety and excused my black ass if I comported like black crackhead asking for money. I was innocent, she only told me this funny story that I almost puked in the cab, so one of my hands were on my mouth. Hollie asked if I had to puke and i just gave her the other hand, whatever that means. Maybe I tried to tell her that I am swedish... It was one of those bizzarro experiences, remember waking up not knowing where I were.. State of panic with other words... but fell asleep again pretty quick. Brad "Santosh" Olsen picked us up and we went to baker beach, that was the coolest cure ever invented. Laying down with my mp3 player watching the claire blue sky feeling the breeze take over the headache..
We came back to Santoshes place and I kinda fell asleep. (guess I deserved a day of, been working my ass off everyday.).

san Francisco day 18

San Francisco, United States