Out late last night (Saturday night) and not worth a damn today. No, not in the naughty bars this time, but rather Tawandang, an excellent German brewery with good musical and cabaret performances. There was a group of us. The wife and I have a card that gets us 15% off of everything, including the beer, so we always have to arrive early to secure the reservation and stay late to settle the bill. (Gosh darn it, just have to stay late. ;))
The wife rarely drinks and made do with one mixed drink for the entire night, but some of us consumed copious quantities of their very fine wheat beer. Now it’s almost 4:30 Sunday afternoon, and I’ve not done a damned thing besides a little laundry and surf the Internet. This always seems to happen the day after a Tawandang night.
Anyone else feeling a bit wrung out today?
I’m on an oil rig in the Persian Gulf. During Ramadan. The beer supply is strangely absent 
I’m mildly hung over, and I have to go out later this morning to the Butchard Gardens. Oh, well, the fresh air, flowers and walking will be beneficial, I’m sure.
I’m just a bit tired from last night’s excesses. In work today, I rarely work on a Sunday.
Yup. Went to a beer and blues festival yesterday, ran across some friends who came over for dinner afterward with more beer. All this in over 100 degree weather.
I’m not exactly hung over, but I’m certainly not firing on all cylinders.
I’m hungover. Last night was my sister’s wedding and I’ve been drinking steadily for the last 3 days. Luckily there is a beer festival in down today and I’m taking the people who are still in town down to that. Unfortunately, I have to work tomorrow.
Oh hell yeah. Two and a half bottles of wine… by myself. Needlessly.
Well, we seem to have a pretty wholesome crew overall on the Board. Only seven of us members not firing on all cyliders on a Sunday? I can only think some have done themselves so badly that they can’t move enough to boot up the computer. 
Monday morning here now, and I’m back up to par.
It’s worse than I thought! There’s only six (6) of us that was hung over, as Tapioca Dextrin doesn’t count, of course. What a wholesome bunch the vast majority of Dopers must be.
Heck I drank till 0200 last night, got up at 0500 and worked a 5k run. How’s that for unwholesome?
I didn’t have a hangover, per se, but I drank nine and a half beers on Saturday, and woke up on the floor sometime around 2:00 AM on Sunday. I felt a bit under the weather when I finally woke up around noon, but it wasn’t bad, and easily manageable.
Man, this is one of the few Mondays when I can say “Not me,” and not be full of shit. I wasn’t even (that) hungover on Sunday. I say it’s not a hangover if you can go back to sleep, wake up, then it’s gone. I was on my bike by 11:00am.
The family and I went camping with our local hashgroup Saturday. It was pretty cold and I stayed up kind of late drinking beers at the campsite. Needless to say, I was hurting a wee bit on Sunday.