Yesterday, Saturday, was my Aunt's 50th birthday party. I had been planning to drink at this even for sometime - and I came through. Still, my liver astounds me. Granted, I am not a small, frail little butterfly - but, I can really throw them back. As the Irish would say - I have a hollow leg. In college I would have a few drinks and be done. Now, I have built a tolerance I am quite proud of. The event was great. I kept most of my clothes on and I woke up the next morning fresh as a daisy. Thank you liver, thank you.
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