I had one of the best weekends of my life, and I kept telling myself not to forget the feeling I had afterwards. now it's day 5 of my hangover and I'm getting sick and it's so damn hard to put things in perspective. getting old sucks.
also that was a really nice post leet. I had an episode recently and had to go hide in a portopotty, and ended up passing out/having feverish dreams for half an hour in there. it was super shitty but came out feeling so much better, I'm glad I went thru it now.