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*Nausea warning*
So last night I decided to drink to help get me tired. Sour apple martinis were on the menu. Went to Meijer to get my schnopps. 3 1/2 shots of vodka, and about 5 shots of schnopps. They were really good martinis.
Spent this morning throwing up. My stomach hurts from the convulsions. I'm kind of a wimp to be that trashed off of so little, but Ken did point out the circumstances. I hadn't eaten but once in the last 12 hours (cept little Halloween candies, which taste great coming back up), I was extremely dehydrated already (don't ask), and I never drink liquor. I'm a beer guy. I've been looking for a liquor forever that I would like, and it came in that devil ofa mixed drink called the Sour Apple Martini.
Oh well.
It got me pretty drunk, but I was still quite under control (not like driving a car under control, but I said things that I honestly meant and weren't just drunken rabble).
I've decided to go back to my little mindset a while back: completely honesty, completely open, and completely straight forward. It makes things easier on me, and obviously things should be ok with everyone else.
It'll be a bit before I can confidently say that I'm full swing. Its hard to keep all those three things going all the time. If you want, try me. I don't mind. Just don't ask stupid shit or things you shouldn't be asking anyway ("what color is your shit?").
Anyway... I'm going to try to eat.
So last night I decided to drink to help get me tired. Sour apple martinis were on the menu. Went to Meijer to get my schnopps. 3 1/2 shots of vodka, and about 5 shots of schnopps. They were really good martinis.
Spent this morning throwing up. My stomach hurts from the convulsions. I'm kind of a wimp to be that trashed off of so little, but Ken did point out the circumstances. I hadn't eaten but once in the last 12 hours (cept little Halloween candies, which taste great coming back up), I was extremely dehydrated already (don't ask), and I never drink liquor. I'm a beer guy. I've been looking for a liquor forever that I would like, and it came in that devil ofa mixed drink called the Sour Apple Martini.
Oh well.
It got me pretty drunk, but I was still quite under control (not like driving a car under control, but I said things that I honestly meant and weren't just drunken rabble).
I've decided to go back to my little mindset a while back: completely honesty, completely open, and completely straight forward. It makes things easier on me, and obviously things should be ok with everyone else.
It'll be a bit before I can confidently say that I'm full swing. Its hard to keep all those three things going all the time. If you want, try me. I don't mind. Just don't ask stupid shit or things you shouldn't be asking anyway ("what color is your shit?").
Anyway... I'm going to try to eat.