Hangover Minus the Drunk

Last night I went out. Similar to most post break-up nights out, after a long period of little to moderate drinking, I seemed to think it would be a good idea to get drunk. This new trend that's developed is not an attempt to drown sorrows, get emotional, muster dutch courage for a rebound or anything along normal post break-up drinking. It's purely to swim in my own thoughts. It's messy, but last night it wasn't. Last night, I spent R100 on drinks after having a stiff whisky, two tequila's and a large glass of wine over supper. You would think that this, along with the 6 shots and frozen margarita I had out would have got me well on my way. Unfortunately not. Yet I woke up this morning and as though feeling like a fool for drinking my money away wasn't punishment enough, I had a hangover. The explanation for that is due to excessive alcohol consumption, but why did I not get drunk? I wanted to, it would have been fun. Perhaps it just won't happen if you plan it to. Or it will if you plan it to and have more than R100 to spend out on a night. Still, it was fun.