Places I Would Rather Be Hungover [Photos]
I don’t know about you but I cannot physically take my hungover-self anywhere but from the bed to the couch and maybe to the toilet. Like the rest of the world, last night I partied way too hard to bring in the New Year (definitely a level I will not reach again until 2013) and now my poor body hates me.
I’m armed with Advil, my favorite blanket, all my pillows, a big glass of water and, if I scream loud enough, I’m sure someone will bring me toast. Between alternating TV time with computer time, I’m lost in thought thinking about all the beautiful, comfy locations I’d rather be.
Get ready to cry your eyes out with both joy and [hangover] pain at all the places I would accept as my Hangover Paradise. If only I could stand up long enough without wanting to puke so I could get there…