Yesterday was my birthday, and I went to a local beer place to celebrate with my wife and some friends. Well, I must have drunk just one or two too many, because I was smashed by the time I got home, and not in a good way. I think the problem was the New Belgium Salted Chocolate Porter, which I'm pretty sure was 9% ABV. There's no easy way to say this: I puked in the bed. It was pretty much just my side of the bed that got messed up, but I know PhMom is super pissed. I was barely able to function this morning, though I'm better now — after throwing a bit more up this morning.
It's been a long time since I've gotten this sick from drinking, which I suppose is a good sign, mostly — it's not like I make a habit of it — but it's embarrassing to loose control like that and also to know that I kind of ruined what was otherwise a pretty fun birthday. Maybe I shouldn't go to that epic New Year's Eve party.