No More Rum

i am currently suffering from the worst hangover of my life right now. i went out last night with dan--it was originally supposed to just be the two of us, but i invited along some friends: laura, alicia (who i had just met), lidia (a nicaraguan friend), and andrea (also new). we got to cafe nuit, the club/bar nearby and after an hour and 1/3 a liter of rum, laura, lidia, and andrea all had to leave because they had either work or class early the next morning. so me, dan, and alicia were left--dan and i ordered another 1/3 liter of rum and went through that. alicia, who said she doesnt drink much, had already at this point poured herself two of the strongest drinks ive ever seen and was sitting in a corner spacing out. once dan and i were on the third 1/3 liter of rum, alicia was so fucking wasted that we had cut her off and she was dancing wildly on the dance floor with strange men. anywho, i walked her home and then dan and i stayed around a bit longer, smuggled the rum out of the club, and wandered around a ways at 3 am. then i walked home and passed out around 3:30/4. then i woke up this morning at fucking NOON which is like 5 pm here. oh god, my stomach hates me so much right now. i feel so disgusting. i want to hook myself up to an IV. i want to destroy all the alcohol and cigarettes in the world. anyway, thus the title of this post.