Bleurgh

I am getting more than a little sick and tired of my complete inability to drink alcohol without feeling horrendously ill and (pardon the crudeness...) chundering like a demon. It may only be one pint of cider, it may only be one glass of pimms but regardless of quantity, it's bound to come back and haunt me. Literally. Sick sick sick of it. Notice how the word 'sick' has apt implications!!! My body is not a temple, it's a major fecking letdown. And that, my friends, is that.