The Word B

i woke up this morning feeling slightly unwell. i know it was from the intake of alcohol my body took on last night. it started out at dinner with a shared bottle of red wine. then it was a few shots of tequila before we left the house. followed by a short stroll to the pub, where we had several beers and second hand cigarette smoke. time passed. we walked home and crawled into bed. i passed out. woke this morning to a throbbing head ache and a quesy tummy. but i am not complaining about it for one second. i know from personal experience that chemo-therapy drugs fuck a person up way harder than any amount of alcohol. it is wonderful to be alive. because the alternative isn't much fun.