Thursday, October 14, 2010

The Drinking Age



Yesterday, I was stressed. So stressed that I decided to take a different route on how to calm down when I got home from work. Usually, I would
  • call Richie to veg out (but he's outta town.)
  • eat pudding/ice cream until Im content (but I didn't wanna drive)
  • sleep (but my back hurt from stress and couldn't get comfortable)
so I decided to take the 30 second walk from my apartment to my corner wine an
d spirits store and picked up a bottle with what I thought was the strangest label. Going up to the counter and I could see the guy at the corner grill me. I gave him my ID and this sneer just took over his face. Next thing you know, XXX LIGHTING ROUND! XXX, "whats your birthday, what number is your house, spell your last name". I'm 23 years old. -_-

I got home, uncorked and poured into a glass I took my from mom's house less than a half hour before. I took a sip..annndddd....

I can't say it was the wine. I don't even like wine. I think it was doing a little something outside the box that did it for me. Now I have a whole bottle to finish before I either try another bottle or try something else....like trying a weird color nail polish...or something. I don't know.

Feel I had to share my first venture into wine.