I went to the wedding of one of my closer friends this past weekend. The liquor flowed like water and I drank deeply from the spring.
I am however very proud that I kept all the liquor down and at the same time wished I hadn't. I am still feeling the effects of the party 48 hours later. The worst part is that being three sheets to the wind, I could still carry on a coherent conversation with one of Nicole's cousins, Anthony, about quantum mechanics. I guess drunk geeks are still geeks.
I was so sick today that I didn't even attempt to go to class. Perhaps tomorrow the headache will be gone as well as my wish for a quick death.