Spewing 30!
So, as I gracefully left my twenty somethings and turned 30.
Something else suddenly hit me, apparently something that comes with age. All of a sudden I couldn't handle my drink!
So Saturday night I went out drinking with my man and heaps of friends like 14 of us or something.
I hit the cocktails I was 30 I was allowed right?
However, boyfriend worked out by the end of the night I must have had at least 10 shots. I was tipsy but I wasn't smashed by any way shape or form.
Then 1pm the next day came, I ate lunch, could I stomach lunch. Nooooo. I spewed. Then I spewed again, then 2 hours later I spewed and then an hour later I spewed again. I felt rough the whole day.
It was one of those "I am NEVER drinking again" moments. Apart from this time I may actually be telling the truth. Oh who am I fucking kidding? Where's the bacardi?
Something else suddenly hit me, apparently something that comes with age. All of a sudden I couldn't handle my drink!
So Saturday night I went out drinking with my man and heaps of friends like 14 of us or something.
I hit the cocktails I was 30 I was allowed right?
However, boyfriend worked out by the end of the night I must have had at least 10 shots. I was tipsy but I wasn't smashed by any way shape or form.
Then 1pm the next day came, I ate lunch, could I stomach lunch. Nooooo. I spewed. Then I spewed again, then 2 hours later I spewed and then an hour later I spewed again. I felt rough the whole day.
It was one of those "I am NEVER drinking again" moments. Apart from this time I may actually be telling the truth. Oh who am I fucking kidding? Where's the bacardi?