I'm at work so it's usually a day for writing but I don't feel sexy. I'm hungover instead. It's unusual. I drink very little and I hate being hungover. I feel pathetic and morose. Even a small amount of work today feels onerous.
Alcohol and sex for me are associated only because the chance of one happening may be boosted by the presence of the other. I've never had good drunk sex. I've had chaotic drunken sex, where you grapple and trampoline off each other. As you sober up second thoughts creep in. You feel physically and spiritually seedy.
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Saturday, 31 July 2010
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