I had planned to take it easy at last night's office holiday party. But when I saw they had Maker's Mark at the open bar, that was the end of that plan. I made a new plan: take advantage of free Maker's Mark until they threw us out. Mission accomplished.
How do I know I was drunk? I talked to a bunch of people I didn't know, and I thought that when the party was over the after-party at a bar down the street sounded like a good idea. However, I wasn't that bad, I think. I remember the entire evening, the good and the not so good. I've got a hangover that's about a 7 on a scale from 1 to 10. Back in August I came to work with a 14. But I actually got to work a few minutes early this morning, thanks to one of my friends calling me at 7:45 AM to get my address for his holiday card. I think I'll feel completely human again once the little drummer boy in my head takes a break.
While I try to avoid passing out at my desk, check out the photographic record of the debauchery.