Drank for thirteen hours straight on Derby Day.
Followed by a fourteen-hour session on Sunday.
I've merely slept for four hours, what the hell am I doing?
I'm starving yet I don't have the energy to make food, let alone going down to buy food.
Pfftt! I'm too scared to step out of my apartment. Serve myself right, eating and shitting at the same place.
I can't take it no more, going to make food. Be back after getting enough sleep.