Ugh.....there is a reason I don't go out anymore. It's because I'm OLD, and I can't drink like I used to. It's 2:30 in the afternoon, and I just now feel well enough to get out of bed.
One of my best friends from college and her boyfriend came down from Philly for the weekend and we went out last night. I'm dumb, and was drinking as though I had actually eaten enough food to call a meal. WRONG. It's Friday, and I'm trying to be a good Catholic, so I fasted and didn't have any meat. Add alcohol into that mix and you get one drunk ass (me). I did eat one full meal, only like an idiot it was at lunchtime. Was I thinking ahead? No. Do I regret it? YES.
We had an awesome time, and I'm so glad we went out, but I am never drinking that much again. Stupid stupid stupid.
When we got home last night, I threw up in the sink. Yes, the sink. Then I threw up again this morning. The whole bathroom smells like vomit and I can't go in there without feeling like I want to hurl.
Yes, I am 27. I am not in college anymore.
There, I said it.
I'm going to put on a gas mask and rubber gloves so I can clean the sink and then hopefully take a shower without throwing up.
Hope everyone's having a better Saturday than me!