Out WAY too late at a post-Emmy party (where some bitch spilled an Appletini down the back of my dress, so I was sticky and smelled like that nasty apple pucker all night).
Good thing I don't have to be at work until 2 pm.
Friday, I had wondered why the DP wanted to come in to work so late, but now I'm glad.
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That's the classiest reason for having a hangover I've ever heard. "Oh yes, dahling, I'm just feeling a tad under the weather today, those pesky Emmys kept me up later than I wanted..." :)
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