l’m Not 19 Anymore

I feel like hell on a popsicle stick…and I do believe I closely resemble it.  Somehow, the fact that I am not 19 anymore, seemed to elude me this weekend.  I also believe doing the master cleanse has effected my tolerance for alcohol.  I can’t drink as much anymore and I only drink when I’m out with friends.  That’s the way it’s supposed to be.  However, things change when the drinks are handed to me as if I am the resident alcoholic.  I used to drink all the male military cops under the table.  Now, I feel like someone beat me savagely with that same table.  Never again I tell ya.  Well…maybe on Memorial Day.  Hey…it is a celebratory day ya know! 😉