Same boat. Pot made me throw up. Didn't like the high either. Wasn't much of one before I went to speak to Ralph on the big white telephone.
Beer, vodka? Red wine? Tequila? Not a problem. The Irish in me comes to the fore.
Didn't try any of the other stuff. Instead became a designated driver for people on acid. Was quite entertaining.
The last I remember(the college dorms) from pot is "Holy @!@@, your eyes are glass". Somehow "Cops" came up, and I got real uneasy..and it showed. I remember "Police" was said(by another student) and I was scared to death. The stuff wasn't fun, and I don't miss it.
The Irish in me comes to the fore.
Same here, although I'm not a tequila guy unless I have to. (Spirit of the deer or turkey)
Instead became a designated driver for people on acid. Was quite entertaining.
LOL. I've done that. Unwillingly actually. On the last day of high school, the cops broke up the field party....right after I got there. I had the least to drink and I drove there(planned on crashing in a tent).