can anyone cut my head please?

My head hurts. I have a whole mix of alcoholic shit in my blood; yesterday night I went with Patricia, and this is the result. The people with us were very nice, but unfortunately I had woken up at 4 in the morning so I was not the most sociable person in the world.
Today is public holiday in Germany, so I assume I will go back to bed and sleep my hangover off. Even because the weather is shit anyway. And I need to go pick up Jean Jacques, before the bastards of the ordnungsamt decide to take him for a ride.
Next year I want to go to Mexico.
Amen.