feralvincent

So anyways. I got utterly plastered on my 21 birthday. It was alright I suppose. Being drunk was no where near the fun of the lead up. My buddy went drinking with me. And he'sa uber light-weight. Anyways after like three shots and a glass of something weak he slammed his head into the bar. It was funny as shit! Wound up flirting with one of the cocktail waitresses, apparently I'm a cute drunk. My sister works as a bartender at the bar so she picked out all my drinks and whatnaught, and was trying to set me up with a few of the girls there. It was awesome. Probably gonna go out drinking again sometime this weekend. Though I think I'll stick to not mixing vodka and tequila... bad combination I found out.