I’m writing this at 6 a.m. No, not because I stayed out until the wee hours at an after-after-afterparty. On the contrary. I went to bed at a very reasonable hour. The reason I’m seeing this side of the sunrise is because I have to go to work in 15 minutes. I now have a (gasp) full-time job. So what does that do to a Hangover Report? Well, there is no hangover, and I have nothing to report. In lieu of attending some amazing party/opening/happy hour/midnight buffet, I fell asleep on the couch at 9 p.m. watching Harry Potter. That was Friday night. As for Saturday, the couch won again. I didn’t even make it to yoga. It’s embarrassing. Don’t get me wrong, landing a job in this economy is reason enough to throw a party. Too bad I can’t stay awake late enough to attend.