Dirty Wine Girl: And then there was Hell to Pay: The Hangover

This is the second part to the story of how I betray the Wine Gods during what seemed to be an innocent Friday night game of Dungeons and Dragons.

Our friend's foster kitten on the table. He was a party cat for sure.

There was hell to pay and I kinda knew it. It's about to get very ugly.

We made it to bed after the friends left and I surprisingly didn't feel too shabby. For a little while I though I was going to be OK. Four am rolls around and that's when the fun began. I lost my dinner. Ew, I know. That's what I was thinking. I crawled back into bed hoping that was the end of it. Eight am the alarm goes off and thank goodness it did because I had to puke again. I felt like hell.

We had tickets to watch the live Smodcast Hollywood Babble-On recording with Kevin Smith and Ralph Garman live!!!! If you have not checked it out I recommend you do so. After you read my post. :-) I love getting out of town and Dave was psyched to go see the show. We had a date with writer, director, actor, cool person extraordinaire Kevin Smith so come rain or shine, hangover or whatever, we were going to Hollywood dammit!

I packed, lay on the couch for a minute, packed again, puked again and told Dave we better get in the car and go otherwise I wasn't going anywhere. You know how you feel better right after you puke? I decided we better ride that wave to get me out of the house. I grabbed my overnight bag, my purse, and a garbage bag for well, you know.

We eventually made across the cruel desert with me either moaning, or puking, or sleeping. I think I probably lost it a total of three times on the way.

And what a guy Dave is. He was able to maneuver the L.A. traffic, pat my back, say nice soothing things to me, and not get sick himself while I barfed for the final gut wrenching time. By 5pm I was feeling a little better hangover-wise but totally wiped out.

Here's Dave Driving. I took this a couple years ago. There is no way I took any during that car ride.

We arrived at our hotel and I jumped in the tub for a nice hot soak which pretty much fixed everything. (Along with brushing my teeth of course.) We got ready and stopped over at a cafe for a quick bite. I was hesitant at first but I was able to have a few bites of hummus and pita! My blood sugar was probably rock bottom and I was super dehydrated. Oh what a triumphant moment it was when the snack stayed down and we were good to go for the Smodcastle!