Update: I drank a few more times, until I realized that my tolerance is ridiculously low because of genetic health problems, so that’s basically the end of that. On one hand, I’m sad that I won’t be able to use drunkness as an excuse to do hilarious and uncharacteristic things without people judging me. On the other hand, I guess I’ll never be an alcoholic. The idea of weed crossed my mind when I figured that out, but let’s face it, I’m too straight edge to do that. So I’m officially clean.