Well, as enjoyable as the evening was, I’m NOT doing that again. At least not for a while, and at least not until I’ve got a functioning hot tub to climb into afterwards to help speed the detoxification process! And next time, there will be more eye-candy, more wings, fewer nachos, fewer beer, and NO tequila.
I’m really glad I didn’t drive last night. I could barely stagger home on foot, never mind the thought of getting “behind the wheel of a large automobile” (to quote David Byrne)! I even stopped in to Second Cup and got a Chai Latte to take home to B-R-C.
But the conversation was stimulating, so it made it all worth while. Except for the part about spewing my guts at 1:15 a.m. My throat is still raunched out from that. And DIET ginger ale just doesn’t seem to have the same medicinal qualities as regular ginger ale.
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