Oh god!
What I don't get is how sometimes you wake up feeling like death, but then when you've crawled out of bed and had a cup of tea you're suddenly OK, and yet sometimes you think you're OK when you wake up, and then at about 10:30 in the morning you realise you're totally incapacitated.
What I don't get is how sometimes you wake up feeling like death, but then when you've crawled out of bed and had a cup of tea you're suddenly OK, and yet sometimes you think you're OK when you wake up, and then at about 10:30 in the morning you realise you're totally incapacitated.
I seem to remember another thread about hangover cures so i don't want to go over old ground but once I woke up apocalyptically hungover in Oxford and it was a really swelteringly hot day and there were all these foreign students milling around in the street and it was all I could do to manage to make my way through them all to the station. When I made my connection in London I put myself through some godawful MacDonalds situation, but then after I'd eaten my gone-cold burger and chips on the train home, and maybe had a milkshake, all traces of hangover suddenly vanished. I still think of it as a kind of miracle, because it hasn't ever happened since. They do say you need sugar and salt though, so I guess it makes sense.
Usually I fight it with Guinness and black though, if I'm in a real mess.
Oxford is a dire place to be hungover - narrow streets, exuberant students, young families.
Urgh!
i won't ever eat mcdonalds, unless i'm hungover. for some reason, they really work, especially if you have a vanilla shake with whatever you order.
Worst air in the UK makes for bastard hangovers