I have come to realize that 27 is so very different from when I was 21 or 22. When you are 21, you can go out every night, get shit ass drunk, hook up with random strangers and it's considered business as usual. That was my life in my early 20's. Hell I started drinking when I was 14, so I was definitely early on the partying years. Now, I am 27..about to be 28 in 2 months and I just can't hang like I used to. For example, I went out last night with some friends who live in Venice. They are all in their early 20's. The "pre-party" was at their apartment to get drunk and then we eventually went to the bar at 11pm. The bar was nice, but once we got on the dance floor it was like a sweat box and drinks where flying around right and left. I almost busted my ass 10 times on the slippery floor and I had wet stains past my ankles on my jeans. It got to be about 1am and I was far beyond done and ready to leave. All I wanted to was go home, take a shower and sleep in my own bed, which I immediately sneaked out before my friends could stop me and did. LOL! When did this transition happen? I think you can only party in bars like that for so long before it gets really old and just not fun at all. I would drop $60 no problem on a round of terrible tasting shots for everyone, yet when I would be at Target I would ponder over the decision to buy that $9.99 shirt. At 27, I prefer to go to a quiet wine bar, have dinner parties with friends, stay in watching trash tv with my besties, or have a margarita by the pool. I don't like to sweat my ass off in a wet floored bar. Call it getting older, maturing, getting set in my ways...what have you. I call it good taste. The End.
