Remind me to NEVER do this again

I survived the mega party of doom. But just barely. My friends helped me tidy up a bit, but I still had to stay up till 2:30 AM to clean up everything. And when the alarm clock went off at 6:30 this morning I wanted to die. D: Of course I fell back asleep and woke up with a start at 7:20, cursing in every language I could think of. But then I just though "Screw it! Who cares if I get to work late." And I did get to work late, it took me 2 bloody hours to get here. Fucking summer timetables, I'm counting down the days till we move away from here. (And till I get the fuck out of this job and country, but that's another story.)

I honestly don't know how many people were in my flat last night, I think about 20. There was also another band (well, a duo), they used to play in the same band with the drummer and have a recording studio where I used to play as well. My friends played an impromptu unplugged session and managed to only break a glass vase in the process. They brought so much food I had to force everyone to take away some of the leftovers, and even so my fridge is still full. Oh well, my parents won't need to cook today. And tomorrow.

Man, I'm so tired and cranky today, I just want to sleep for 24 hours straight.

PS I'm going home two hours earlier this evening. I really couldn't care less about work at the moment.