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Oh god, I got soooo drunk last night. I thought maybe I was just being a light weight, because really, all I had was three and a half beers... and about two and a half (decent sized) shots of balsams. Fuck man. But Noah (who had maybe one complete shot of balsams) said he was pretty close to trashed, and considering he had the same amount of beer as I had (and he normally drinks like 6/7)
That balsams... Shit man, it's been awhile since I had some of that. And I took the first shot and it was all warm and tingly going down my throat. And I chased it with a beer, and a little while later Karin let me pour myself another shot, and I almost filled the odd shot glass she had. I had to sip that one.
I had to hold onto Noah to walk home. I don't know if I could have done it by myself. I threw up once infront of the school. Noah went into Original's (Bar on Bayview) to get me a glass of water. The bartender was nice enough to give him a glass and say he could keep it. I had wandered away while he went inside and was sitting on a bench infront of a different building, so he came outside and had to call my name out a few times before I responded.
That balsams... Shit man, it's been awhile since I had some of that. And I took the first shot and it was all warm and tingly going down my throat. And I chased it with a beer, and a little while later Karin let me pour myself another shot, and I almost filled the odd shot glass she had. I had to sip that one.
I had to hold onto Noah to walk home. I don't know if I could have done it by myself. I threw up once infront of the school. Noah went into Original's (Bar on Bayview) to get me a glass of water. The bartender was nice enough to give him a glass and say he could keep it. I had wandered away while he went inside and was sitting on a bench infront of a different building, so he came outside and had to call my name out a few times before I responded.