Sigh.
There's a term in common useage here, "The walk of shame" meaning the walk back home in the clothes you went out in the morning after a one night stand.
I don't think there's an equivalent internet term for having to come online and check last nights posts. I think maybe Facing the Music will do. And I have done, and it's not bad thank goodness. But bloody hell, I realise this morning that I have my own thread for when I've got drunk. Bloody hell. That's pretty bad. I'm equally ashamed about the drunkenness and the attention whoring.
But there is a tiny part of me that is impressed I managed to find it each time. Sorry.
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