Snowblind

Last night I celebrated my 2nd month in my new home. There's nothing like partying alone, which, by virtue of being single there's not much else to do. After a day splitting several rounds of wood into managable chunks that would fit into my fireplace and stacking a truckload of logs, I picked up four pints of German beer from my favorite liqor store called "Pirates Alley." In true celebratory form, I toasted to a job well done as I began to marinate my salmon in beer, braggs aminos, maple syrup, garlic and spices. Several beers later I busted into the bourbon, the weed and eventually the wine. When I woke up I found a plate with mustard and barbque sauce and two corn dog sticks by my bedside and it occured to me that it was "one of those nights." Upon further investigation I found an empty pint of ginger ice cream in the trash along with alfalfa sprouts on the counter. I always wonder the day after heavy drinking, why I binge on munchies when I had a perfectly healthy dinner to begin with. Anyway I digress. So I'm laying there in bed not wanting to get up and feeling super cozy while the wind blew outside. Then I pushed back the verticle blinds a little and saw, through my squinting eyes, rain falling and cris-crossing. As I sat there, I began seeing big snow flakes mixed in with the rain. Pretty soon it was just full-on snowing. Like a little kid, I jumped out of bed to check it out. Yep, it was snow alright. I picked up the phone and began looking for people to call and share this news with. But I knew no one would really understand. So it was back to me and my self-contained excitement.

Last nights debauchery consisted of:
4 pints of german ale
at least 6 shots of bourbon
3-4 bong rips
1-2 glasses of wine

No hangover!
Should I be concerned?