...... the aspirin seem to be working, as the headache portion of the hangover is gone, but that slight beer-induced feeling is still here. And, the best part? Remembering that at 4am I was brave enough to say, as the handsome man who was kissing me goodnight was about to leave - "hey, this is where you ask me for my phone number" - we had no paper or pen, so I told him I'd try to memorize his number, and after he left, I nabbed the bartender and got a pen, calling the man's answering machine a few minutes later, gushing god-knows-what, but at least I did it. He has one of those faces that you love putting a smile on, so, um, cross your fingers for me, eh?