Last night a colleague's husband gave me far too much of a fantastic unflitered sake. I sipped it in front of the fire while we all three watched an Alfred Hitchcock movie, and was under the impression that I was a reasonably civilized human being.
Then I woke up.
This morning there are hogs crusading loudly around inside my head and my eyelids weigh about a ton apiece. And I have to be at the optometrist in less than an hour. Hope he doesn't want to shine a bright light into my eyes.
Now I understand why my colleague stuck with a more civilized beverage. She can probably speak and spell and everything this morning.