New year's resolution

Well my new year's resolution is to not go out drinking without eating too. On this day I was feeling terrible. Indeed on the previous night I vomitted when I got home. I remember eating some sweet Chinese pastry we got as we walked through Chinatown. It was kind of almond flavour, anyway, I woke up feeling not very good, vomitted again, then had a shower. I convinced myself it was safe to venture out. I had a training course at work. It was for Fraud Awareness. I was sitting on the tube tentatively sipping water and eating a banana, convinced that everything would be okay, I just needed to eat something. I arrived 15 mins late at the training, the administrator lady was just about to call me she said. She told me to go in and where there was a spare seat. So I went in. Shortly after that we were going around the table, the trainer was asking us to give an example of fraud, it was a refresher on what they had just gone through. I was half asleep but managed to mumble: credit card fraud, which she then amended to 'theft' on the white board. Then we had to discuss with our partners some scenerios of fraud in the workplace. I couldn't care less about fraud in the workplace at that point, but managed to hold on. Until about half way through the next section when I had to leave. I hurried out, looked for a toilet and yes, vomitted again. Now reader, I am not proud of my actions. Vomitting because of a self-induced hangover is not something to feel clever about, especially when one is approaching thirty. I should of grown out of that by now, you may think. So anyway, during the break I had to excuse myself and leave, I told the administrator lady that I was sick and had been vomitting all morning. Lucky for me there is some winter vomitting virus going around London at the moment. So, I got my stuff and left, not before going back into the toilet again and vomitting once more.

On the way home I was telling myself eveything would be okay, at every step of the journey positive afirmations were said (in my mind, not aloud). I was glad to get out of the tube and onto stable ground and fresh air. At home I went straight to bed. It was about midday.