This morning I walked in to work and my boss says "OH MY GOD! What happened to you?! You look horrible!"
It's true. Last night's makeup smeared around. Eyes all bloodshot. I suppose I could have at least washed my face this morning. Or not stayed out until 4AM when I knew I had to work this morning. Whoopsies. Last Spring Break ever... sorry I'm not sorry for partying.
The good news is no one is in the office today (seriously, it's just me back here in an area where there are normally 5 people), so I can wallow in my misery alone. And possibly get some work done. Maybe.