on the house

So, twenty-first birthday has come and gone. I didn't get smashed, thus probably putting my in the minority of my peers, or at least my immediate circle of friends. I did, however, sample a few drinks, and in the past few days, have ordered drinks with an aplomb that has caused visible shock in my companions. With my casual order of "a glass of water and a screwdriver" during a happy-hour-timed lunch the other day, my friend blinked at me in surprise and commented on how easily that had come out of my mouth. They all seemed to be under the impression that I was not going to ease into drinking that easily.

I was a lawful child going into drinking. Aside from the occasional sip of a wine or mixed drink offered by my parents on special occasions, I hadn't imbibed at all before actual anniversary of birth. I knew that I liked red wine, margaritas without the salt rim and limeade with vodka was tasty. I also knew to stay away from cheap grape vodka because it tasted like cough syrup and totally made the BOY vomit after a shot or two.

But all in all, I'm pretty new to the whole drinking scene. I don't know anything about anything. Found out that I can handle a few mouthfuls of a Blue Moon (kinda gross, I would have mixed it with orange juice), few sips of a Long Island, a badly-mixed (but seriously tasty) Hurricane, a glass of rather cheap Merlot and a Mike's Harder Limeade with only a minimal loss of balance. It was better than I was expecting at least, what with me weighing a measly hundred and twenty-eight pounds and being incredibly susceptible to caffeine. But yeah, I'm a lightweight. After the wine, which was first, I was definitely starting to feel dizzy. I bought my first bottles of wine two days ago and after two glasses, I am definitely comfortable. So there's that.

And yeah, it was a good day. I had an amazing pizza, with chicken, spinach, pepperoni, and bacon. Amazing, I say. I could have eaten a plate of any of the ingredients on their own. They were that good. Hung out with friends both that I love and know well, and also friends that I didn't know that well but got to know better. Uncharacteristically kicked a great deal of butt in Super Smash Bros (seriously, actually came in first against the sober and far-more-experienced-at-Super-Smash BOY), and ended up playing Portal 2 in a friend's apartment.

Good times.