Hung Over

Damn cheap vodka.

You know, I talk a lot of shit when it comes to drinking, but I really don't drink much anymore. Last night marked the first time I've had liquor in a few months, and it kicked my ass. It was one of those nights where I can only remember bits and pieces of what happened. I remember eating pizza at 2:00am. I remember playing Mike Tyson's Punchout with my nephew and getting my ass spanked by Tyson. I'm actually really good at that game, but not when I'm sloshed beyond recognition. I'll tell you what, I'm paying for it this morning--my head feels like it spent the whole night getting clubbed by midgets with hammers. And for all I know, that might have actually happened. Damn cheap vodka.

At least I only made an asshole of myself in front of family members. And they knew I was an asshole even before I started drinking. But man, I've really become a lightweight these past few months. Being hung over sucks. Damn cheap vodka...

Bah.