March 5th started like any other Saturday. There were minor variations, like my good friend from San Diego visiting. Because occasions like this are rare, we must celebrate in rare fashion. But on this day, I learned something very important:
Taking 9 shots of vodka within a one hour span is definitely not a good idea. Considering I spent the night throwing up the same number of times as shots I took, and then some--don't do it.
Disclaimer: Any and all evidence of the night no longer exists.
