let your hips do the talking

So last night a bunch of us went out to get raucous in the city, as you do, and my brother totally got punched in the eye! But he's okay. We're all fine and happy now.
I spent today frail and hungover at my parents' eating crepes and fruit, and eventually fell asleep on the couch for a full four hours during a film. Now I am back at my apartment, have carefully washed my face, cleaned my teeth, taken my habitual evening fish oil tablets, and will don my satin eye mask for a night of uninterrupted slumber in order to repair my freshly damaged cells. Goodnight!