Red, red wine...
I hate it. I hate red wine. I always did. I don't know why I decided to go against my better judgement yesterday's evening and I actually drank two glasses of some French stuff... Before that I enjoyed white Italian one, and the night itself was great. We sat with our friends, sipping the wine and playing Soul Calibur 2 on PS2 while listening to Metallica. Guys were winning, but then we - girls - changed the music to The Cure and we kicked their arses ;p
'Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me' is the best soundtrack for winning! ^__^
I didn't get really drunk or anything. Just tipsy. And happy.
At dawn my poor stomach woke me up and gave me hell of a ride to the bathroom and back. Several times. And because I actually didn't have anything to puke with, I just puked my guts out. Lovely Sunday morning, isn't it?
I hate red wine. Now I know why.
'Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me' is the best soundtrack for winning! ^__^
I didn't get really drunk or anything. Just tipsy. And happy.
At dawn my poor stomach woke me up and gave me hell of a ride to the bathroom and back. Several times. And because I actually didn't have anything to puke with, I just puked my guts out. Lovely Sunday morning, isn't it?
I hate red wine. Now I know why.