Sobering up now. I've drunk my two glasses of water, but even with that the hangover is going to be brutal. Over a quarter and just under a third of Absolut. Not brilliant but I think I made a reasonable effort. Vodka isn't my thing but it's a good way of getting smashed because when you start off, you drink a small amount that's easy to hide in soft drink, and steadily keep topping it up until you get to the point where you give no fucks about how it tastes, you just want to drink it. That said, I'm not sure it's possible to be drunk enough that Bundie rum tastes good. It's a hell of a lot closer in taste to bourbon and whisky. Whisky has never appealed, and when I started drinking it was with my friend Mr Beam, until the night I got so legless that waking up the next morning with a foul headache and stomach that even seventeen years later, even the faintest whiff of bourbon makes me want to throw up.
Inebriation is an odd beast. Most of the time the inspiration it gives you is disastrous, but there amongst vast quantities of broken mirrors is a diamond hiding out in the witness protection program.
