Chris spent the night laughing at me at Zaphod's tonight, as I tried to walk from one side of the club to the other. And I only had one drink, after a huge plate of pasta. She said this is good: I've saved lots of money, and my liver.
So why is it that many Asian people can't take alcohol, like they can't handle lactose products? Dairy's never been a problem to me (maybe that's why grandpa always says "you're such a big girl" when I go home, even though I'd like to think I'm a good "Canadian" size...), but oh, I can't handle alcohol. There was a time where three drinks (wow!) wouldn't be a problem. For some reason, however, I've returned to my cheap drunk status and I don't know how it happened! Two weeks ago, I had two drinks after a hearty meal. I stood up and nearly toppled over. Now really, that was quite sad! So why, you ask, do I continue to drink? Well, why do other people drink? Cuz it's yummy and it buzzes yummy (Mm, a nice cold beer with wings or better yet, pizza!!!). Hey! It's not like