People who know me, know I am not a huge drinker, I may have one beer every second month and I dont mind the fact I dont drink much.
Well on Saturday I went to a birthday bash and decided to have a drink or two or three or I lost count. I was pissed after 2 beers, thats the lack of practice, normally what comes next is my stomach decides "You are pissed please stop drinking" but oh no... Stomach was on holidays or something cause I continued to knock the drinks back. I am sure I said a lot of stupid shit, I cant honestly remember all that was said, I do remember all about the night just have no idea if I pissed people off or anything. I nearly fell twice, once over a little stool that had it in for me and the other time was when my right foot got in the way of my left foot.
It was a great night, but I now know why I dont enjoying drinking much anymore, god I was in bits yesterday. So thinking I was 18 again (fuck thats half my age) and thinking I could drink for Ireland really does not pay off.