...I know I stayed in last night. I know that I watched Tim Burton's Corpse Bride with my flatmates (which I actually found disappointing). I know that the last time I had a cigarette or a drink of alcohol was on Saturday night when I was at The Dead 60's/The Kooks gig and in the pub afterwards.
So how come I woke up this morning with what feels like a really bad hangover. My mouth was dry and felt like I'd chained smoked and my head was certainly worse for wear....
I don't know where I went in my dreams last night but it feels like I certainly raised hell and had a good time!
