Friggin' Lightweight

I had three Smuttynose IPAs and a cider last night. I had so much fun, but man was I smashed. Barely-remember-the-night-smashed off of four beers. I do remember the music was really loud at the show*, although that's only because my ears are still ringing 24 hours later.

Where the hell did my tolerance go? And who let Ruth Clare out on a Friday night?

"Be damned you pesky alcohol and loud music! I'd rather be watching Wheel!"

I'm going to another show on Wednesday. I'm seriously considering wearing earplugs**. Is that rude?


*Here We Go Magic. I really liked them!

**I typed earmuffs first. Blonde.