So last night was the mega birthday party/Blarbq which happens once a year. It was a good night. I decided to have a few things I dont normally drink. While at Dan Murphy’s yesterday (my new favourite bottleshop) found a Throwdown of Bundy and cola. If you don’t know what a Throwdown is it is a 250ml Bottle. Usually found as beers such as XXXX or VB it is often something drunk by the older generation. My Grandma and Grandpa used to drink throwdowns all the time so thats probably where I will always remember them from. For some people they are the perfect glass sized beer but for me id rather have a Stubbie or Tallie.

So along with the Throwdown I was drinking a Fosters Tallie. Yes thats right. Fosters. I know i know, i said the dirty F word. Its not as bad as everyone says. I first tasted it onboard the boat to Hayman. I was quite suprised with just how nice it actually is. I quite enjoyed it, and for $3.70 a Tallie, why the hell not (i usually drink Coopers Sparkling tallies which are like $5 each). On top of that yesterday I decided to drink some Vodka i bought out of my mate Snuffy (adam) case buy. He bought some “Petrovka Vodka”. Apparently some high end vodka directly imported from Russia. At $15 a bottle I thought it was a bargain for some top end vodka. Wrong.

Tried the vodka just after he gave it to me. Just a small amount, straight, no ice. erch! It was pretty horrible. So into the Freezer it went. Which helped to improve the taste muchly. So 3/4 of a Bottle later and all the beer and bundy consumed it was around 2am by this point i was stuffed. It was a good party i must say. I also ended up crashing at Blair’s for a few hours on a mattress on the floor. Around 5:45 i remember waking up thinking, I dont feel so good and going to the bathroom. I emerged looked at the clock and went “i should go home” i was pretty sober by this time (i think). So i drove myself home nice and carefully. Several times during the drive i could feel my stomach just tighten a little and I could tell what was going to happen once i got home.

Pulled up at home left everything in the car cept my keys and just ran for the bathroom. I proceeded to have a chat with the Porcelain king and we had a love little talk. Once I waived him goodbye i dragged myself to bed and just collapsed. Once awakened this morning I didn’t have a hangover but was just mega tired and felt like crap (is that a hangover?). I tell you what I have no idea what caused it but when pulling the Bottle of vodka out of my bag after finally waking up and feeling half decent this morning I looked at the bottle and thought. This is the stuff that probably made me feel like crap. I was going to keep it till my body had the final word. It proceeded to pour the leftover vodka down the drain.

Lessons Learnt from last night.
Cheap Vodka BAD!
Fosters GOOD!
Throwdowns FUN!

Now for sleep.