Chunkey Monkey Splashes

I didn't fare well this past weekend in prepping for Tex-Mex. Went to San Antonio on Saturday afternoon for Dead Lay's birthday party. She turned the big 4-0, but looks like she is 30! Two of her buddies from Chicago flew in and the 4 of us went to Big Gulp's house (not the DFW BG) and we helped get things ready for the party. She had an Austin Powers/70's theme and quite a few folks dressed up, so that was fun to see.

I obviously made my vodka/7's WAAAAAY too strong because I hurt for 2 nights. Or maybe it was all that flippy cup I played? All I know is that I don't remember much of anything after flippy cup. Dead Lay said she found me later on passed out on the floor of the upstairs bathroom. Guess I puked and then crashed hard.

Sunday morning we scarfed at McDonald's and I felt ok...just tired. Went to the SA Hash that afternoon since Dead Lay was the hare. Only had about 2.5 beers because they just weren't tasting good. I thought beer was supposed to make me feel better? Well, after we ate dinner at Chacho's I felt horrible. Kind of like a brick was in my belly. Next thing I know, I'm puking my guts up....repeatedly. And it was the disgusting kind since I had just eaten. Chunky monkey. Gag. I'm about to gag just thinking about it. I must have thrown up 10 different times. WTF?

And the toilet paper trick didn't work this time! You know, where you throw TP in the toilet before you ralph so it doesn't splash up on you. No such luck. Absolutely disgusting!

I'm starting to think that anytime I hang with San Antonio hashers, I get sick. Dead Lay thinks it's a combination of me drinking when she is around that I get sick. I partied with SA hashers on New Year's Eve, but she wasn't there...and no puking. We'll see how it goes at Tex-Mex because she will be there.....