I'm an idiot. Oh, so cocky in my post on Friday wasn't I? Well, I went to the party, I saw the bar, it conquered me. Huge. What was I thinking?
You see, I don't really drink anymore. Oh, I'm up for a few wobbly pops when I'm with friends, but I don't "drink" anymore. Well, I did on Friday. A lot. Didn't do a striptease on the buffet table, didn't vomit in the punch bowl, but the repercussions of an evening like that are felt more the next morning, when wee girl woke up ready and raring to go. Oy vey.
I'm too old for this nonsense. I now vividly remember why it is I don't drink anymore. And I swear, this time it's true - I'll never drink that much again!
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