So, I had a drink last night. It's been just over two years. I went for pizza at this greek place with Kristin and Corey, and I felt like a strongbow. We went to the ship and I got a tiny half glass of it, to look at and smell. Finally, after some reasonable discussion, I drank that, and ended up having two half pints. So, basically, a pint of strongbow last night.
I had fun. It tasted good. I had a buzz. But I didnt like the way I felt completely. I also didnt like the odd feeling when I got up at 7 to go to the bathroom. Absolutely not hung over, but just.. not right.
I'm not upset or sad that I did it, but I dont think that I will again for a while. It just doesnt seem that great or worth it. Ah well.
Now, to get ready and head to the tattoo convention.
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Wha?!
Hope you had fun at the convention. Shortly after we talked on Saturday I started to feel like shit. Happy fun times meant I stayed inside on Sunday and napped a fair bit.
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