Oh my.
Well, I have my first, half-assed hang-over. I was at Ollie's last night and WHOA. We did two shots of 70 proof SoCo, two Chocholate Covered Cherries, one Brain Hemorage, another SoCo, one shot that was supposed to taste like M&M's (Ollie hates them, he did a Cherry, and I now hate them too...tasted like shit), and then the last shot of SoCo. All in a half hour. I was bombed.
Tony called, talked to Ollie, and Ollie fed me pretzels. I threw up, but I made it to the bathroom in time, so no mess for Ollie. I can tell when I'm going to puke, thank god.
We went to the car, I drove home and Ollie followed me. I didn't throw up again.
**Janine**
Tony called, talked to Ollie, and Ollie fed me pretzels. I threw up, but I made it to the bathroom in time, so no mess for Ollie. I can tell when I'm going to puke, thank god.
We went to the car, I drove home and Ollie followed me. I didn't throw up again.
**Janine**