my innermost sanctum

the effect's of alcohol

quaffin too much of it - or a variety at one sitting - will make:

1. whatever's left of yer good braincell's dead
2. ye more bold
3. ye spout a load of tosh - as in my case :o
4. ye more depressed
5. ye text bollocks - as in erm, my case :x
6. yer bonce spin

as it has been proven not a few time's, i seem to not able to hold alcohol well lately. yeah, it's old age i reckon.

yet i couldn't resist downin a few consecutively on the friday and then yesterday. all in the name of socialisin. just had a couple each of corona, guinness and then a mate's mate decided to mix whisky with my last pint.

how kind.

not sure what i was tryin to prove, i downed the [vile] mixture all the same. though a wee voice was naggin at me, "yer gonna regret this, ye git". indeed. and i hadn't recovered well enough after friday's outing.

i'm turnin into an alcohol wimp. woeful.