I made a rookie mistake this weekend, again, and went out on the town with a bunch of Irish twenty somethings. I am no longer built for this.
Also, kids make hangovers significantly worse.
So if this post is a bit short…you can blame the Irish. Or age. Or bad decision making. Whichever.
There are no pictures of me trying to riverdance, so don’t even ask. Pretty sure I was awesome at it, though.
If it makes you feel any better, I made the rookie mistake too this weekend
Yeah, but you’re still young enough to get the cute hangovers – curable with a bloody mary and an aspirin. No sympathy!
Oh says you. There was nothing cute about what I was experiencing, and nothing I was taking to help would stay down. It was a very long day
A comment overheard the day after a bachelor party, “Dude……………I haven’t been that drunk since high school.”
I almost included hangovers in your teens, but teenagers don’t get hangovers. Youth is wasted on the wasted youth.
I’m one of the lucky few who got hangovers even in high school. About three years ago I finally came to grips with the fact that I can’t keep up with People Who Are Good At Drinking. My sister came to visit and I ended up passed out in her lap at the end of the night. The next day I contemplated going to the ER while my sister suggested brunch. Haven’t been hungover since…
If I am forced to drink any kind of fermented grape I am hungover before I’ve even finished the glass, and asleep shortly after that. Shampoo (champagne) especially. If I stick to a couple of beers or my new favourite, whisky and dry, and drink a bath of water before bed I’m fine. There’s the expected TMATNBS* several hours later, but other than that I’m golden. She said, jinxing herself.
*The Morning After The Night Before Shit
Wine murders me these days! Red especially, it’s a tragedy.
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