We're all traveling through time together

We had a party yesterday- where a total of two people came. Then we had a party with five people, and I actually got drunk for the first time in a while. Ever since my Birthday in December, I seemed to have lost the ability to drink. And coming from Norway, that's somewhat serious- we are raised to get drunk two times a week, and to not be able to say no to any kind of Alcohol. Seriously, do you know what a Beer in a nightclub in Norway costs? About the same as the cheapest bottle of vodka in the liquor store. It's a lot and I don't even want to know(Accuracy and memory have never been my strong side, and I believe there's some denial in here somewhere as well).

But ever since I got smashed on Tequila on my Birthday, I haven't been able to keep any liquor down, which made me puke neon green that one time I drank two lime Breezers and nine green shots in a row. Fancy as fuck, right? But yesterday I drank wine, and I now understand what growing up really means. It means ruining your body with hard liquor while your still young, and then  moving over to wine when you can't take any more.

(Or Margaritas when your 60, which sounds like a reasonable life goal.)

But wine isn't as bad as I thought, it got me giggling and dancing alone in the living room to Elvis. For a good 15 to 20 minutes at least. Wine also got me a free pancake at the pancake place by our apartment. Let's just say I've been there before. Now I will go back to lying on the couch again. Maybe make some pancakes of my own.