Just once before. [...] When I was in college, my friend came back from Norway with a bottle of crowberry liqueur. It tasted like juice, I may have gone a little ham on it. Didn't realize how drunk I was until I stood up and almost immediately fainted. Hit the back of my head on the floor. Sat up. Threw up. Was concussed. Walked home. Slept. Still here.
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Date: 2023-06-05 06:04 am (UTC)