I didn't even think that I had drunk that much on Saturday... I mean sure, I drank a lot... but I felt so rancid for all of yesterday. I'm sure I used to bounce back much better when I was sixteen (yes, that is underage, even for NZ - our drinking age is 18) but I spent most of the morning lying on the Ginga Ninja's couch before driving home and sleeping most of the afternoon. I had to pike out of a dinner out at Lone Star because my tummy was still not settled. What a waste of a day. I need to pace myself.