Hangovers

We're a state full of stoners, that's how.

There's a few other states that have it legalized as well. The feds obviously still consider it illegal and at one point not too long ago, they cracked down and closed a bunch of shops.
 
Actually, I'll make a bet with myself right here, right now. That post up there? LAST. HANGOVERPOST. EVER. Let's see if I can maintain the streak that begins............................. NOW!
One month and... I'm hungover today. Oops.

Big bottle of Maudite and a jumbo Arrogant Bastard. Two Red Hooks. Glass and a half of red wine, and some 1792 bourbon. Happy Fireworks Day.

First time I BBQ'd without using lighter fluid, so I felt like a MAN and decided to celebrate. With booze. And BBQ.
 
Fuck beer. I quit. I never even get hangovers with anything else, because I always stop at 1 or 2 with whisky and wine.

I get one beer in me and I'm fine. The second and okay, better. But, if I make it to the third, it is PARTY TIME until I pass out.

So clearly this relationship is not healthy, and I must break up with my sudsy mistress. Goodbye beer. I hate you. I love you.
 
Fuck beer. I quit. I never even get hangovers with anything else, because I always stop at 1 or 2 with whisky and wine.

I get one beer in me and I'm fine. The second and okay, better. But, if I make it to the third, it is PARTY TIME until I pass out.

So clearly this relationship is not healthy, and I must break up with my sudsy mistress. Goodbye beer. I hate you. I love you.

You'll be back
 
I am definitely not going to follow up a half dozen IPAs with Islay scotch in the future. I'm still hurting
 
I drank 8 bottles of Rolling Rock last night. woke up feeling minty fresh and ready to take on the day. even started packing boxes for our big move in a month. it's the true silver bullet
 
Working on what I can only assume will be a real monster. Couple of beers and I just opened a new bottle of Gordons. And Red Desert is playing in the background. Death, here I come!
 
Well, I'm 28 years old and am currently experiencing my first three-day hangover. Brain dead still... head feels like it's been pumped up like a basketball... Day 1, I was still sort of drunk with a stomach ache. Yesterday was so hellish that I might give up drinking for a while. Seriously, I had no idea hangovers could bring such an intense psychological--nay, EXISTENTIAL--misery upon the soul.

Now I know why (most) old people barely touch the sauce. It's like your body is telling you it's time to finally get serious about your life or some shit*




*(though my drinking issues have improved vastly in the last year or two)
 
I had one of those last year, my first triple-decker. There will not be a second. Thankfully the occasion was worth it, but still, holy god damn.

LOL @ me "quitting" beer. Oh sure, I cut down immensely last year, and plan on drinking less this year, but cease altogether? Fuck that noise.