The first time I drank was on my 16th birthday. I finished 3 whole bottles of Boone's Farm to my dome. One was orange (fuzzy navel), one was pink (strawberry hill), and one was... I don't remember the 3rd one, green or blue or yellow or something. Yet magically, my vomit was black as night. It looked like the rock of pure evil from the movie Time Bandits.
And yet... I decided that was totally kickass and I should do it over and over and over again, and then I turned 25. Who the hell am I? Why am I still in college? Who am I marrying? What is this "brawl" I keep hearing about?
The first time I had sushi was the same story. I ate about a pound of wasabi and fell over writhing in pain, and I've never gone back. I use way too much wasabi to this day. I love it!
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