Oof!

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I suppose it is a good thing, but... I can't drink like I used to.  A twelve pack saw me to the floor, and barely able to get to bed.  I even threw up?  I ate first, so it wasn't on an empty stomach.  Wow.  At least I knew better than to do any more posting.  I saw that coming.  Not a bad morning, but it was difficult to wake.

From now on, if I buy beer, it'll be a six pack.  No more.  And I probably won't drink even that, just a few.  Not sure what got into me?  Probably just hadn't had it in so long that... it just pulled me in.  No intention, at the start.

Water to start out, and coffee shortly.  Taco salad for food today, then tea and water.  Not feeling rough this morning, stomach-wise.  Though a big steak wouldn't be interesting.  Just too heavy.  Knees hurt, I fell to them a few times.  And crawled to bed.  Ugh.  Slept well though.  Live and learn.

More else happened, but I'm not mentioning it.  Had to get some help on something.  But... things do happen.  I am amazed that just a few did that much damage.  A case used to not dampen my ability to walk.  Plus a few fifths.  Still, I being a cheap drunk costs less, there is that.  If, too, my goal these days isn't to get drunk, or even buzzed.  I just wanted the taste.  Bleh.  Later.