To think, I used to do shots of tequila before going to school each morning

I will tell you a secret, Interweb: I have lost the ability to drink. 

I am not sure where it went. It was a skill that I relied heavily upon in my early twenties. I can say things like "early twenties" now because I have very nearly reached the 25, which is officially mid-twenty. Regardless, I woke-up one day, after a night of drinking, and realized that I actually had a hangover. There may not have been vomit (I have never been one to vomit the next day), but boy did I ever have a head ache. Not just any headache either, it was a bastard headache that refused to go away no matter what I did. Did you know that headaches could be illegitimate? They can. 

I feel like this is one of the first signs that I am truly getting old.