I still get hung over...

I don't drink. I discovered alcohol when I was 15, and then spent a little over a decade getting to know it. From willing bear to learning how to really appreciate wine. Then, towards the end of my twenties I found I just wasn't enjoying it anymore. I had lost my appetite for alcohol and even more so for the feeling of being even just slightly intoxicated and so I quit.

I've experienced my share of hangovers. Its interesting to find as a non drinker that the alcohol wasn't completely to blame. Staying up to light, being dehydrated, being around smoke and voila, come morning my mouth is full of cotton, my head aches and I'm a bit nauseas. Of course it's nowhere near as bad as if I'd downed a few too many, but it is much worse than I thought it'd be.

Oh, and a note mostly too myself: Grant is a bad drunk and should get back in AA.
There are good drunks to whom I way, go ahead, have a good time, you're a fine example of the joys of alcohol.
And there are people who I must advise quite drinking because they're just not good drunks. Grant, you're a shitty drunk. Sorry to have to break it to you but I think you knew. (Grant of course doesn't read my blog but that's just as well because he could totally kick my ass without thinking twice about it.)