That feeling like you've been cracked over the head with a brick.
Drinking so much water, that you feel bloated, but your thirst isn't satisfied.
Deciding what food will make you feel better, then wanting to throw up halfway through eating it.
Not feeling remotely good til 3pm, but dragging myself out to get more wine anyway.
Killing Sundays hangover with a bottle of wine....then realising you need more wine and you have work tomorrow, but don't care.
Feeling grateful you know which bottle o doesn't shut til midnight.