So the question was posed to me quite a bit at work yesterday (mostly by people 25 or older) how it felt to be 25. I had to reply honestly like i felt on thursday. It felt a bit like nausea and a headache. (And oddly my knee started to hurt a bit more) Ugh. I did have a very good time with my friends/co-workers, and I swear I didn't drink too much, but I was as hungover as hell. I mean this was one of the worst ones i've had in quite some time. Apparently aging means the inablility to hold one's liqour. I am not ammused. Nothing humourous really happened. I got drunk, and thats about that. Fortunatly for booze so I don't have to remember getting old. I guess I have only about 25 years before stuff starts breaking. That is all, robbie