Wednesday, February 09, 2011

"I coulda been a contender..."

"My size Corona" Times Square, Summer 2010
We grow up. We change allergies every seven years. And apparently, we lose our alcohol tolerance. I used to have a heavy hand and a lenient liver. Now? Not so much.

Not that it's necessarily a bad thing. In some way I believe it to be some kind of blessing. Kind of like my body's natural way of just saying no. But in another way, I think waking up at 1:00 am because of two beers on a non-empty stomach is a little unfair (and ridiculous).

I guess this is growing up....