I don’t really drink anymore. In the course of an entire year I may have alcoholic beverages on maybe five occasions.
I went out last night. I had three Captain and Cokes. I wasn’t particularly drunk.
However, this morning, I am not so much hungover, but I am not one hundred percent.
I’m functioning, but am very delayed.
I can remember when three Captain and Cokes would be like nothing, though this was in the days of virtually never getting a hangover, oh sweet youth.
Maybe it isn’t the alcohol, maybe it’s the realization of the vast Keno losses incurred.
In the words of every loser gambler, I’m due to hit and hit big!