  Wednesday night I went out with my best friend. A friend of her's from college (a snooty north eastern all women's college that hosts alumni like Senator Clinton) can into town for a very short time to visit.
I sort of invited myself along. It was quite a fabulous time and since I wasn't driving I was drinking liberally. We had dinner, hit up a few bars, played pool, air hockey, did a little dancing, it was great great great. On the drive home, it got bad. For the first time I my life I had to have my girl pull over for me to vomit out the car door. You know how your sense of balance is all off when your drunk? Well, so I was leaning out the door and I lost my balance, rolled out of the car and into my pool of vomit. It was an all time low. The rest of the drive is a little hazy, I stuck my head out the window and continued to vomit, it streaked across the side of the car and a little on the inside of the door.
I spent the night at my friend's house on my knees in the bathroom. I was really really sick for a really really long time. My girl took such good care of me. Somehow I made it to bed (I don't remember getting there, but that's where I woke up, curiously and inexplicably naked). I was in bed all day Thursday, the hangover was harsh, but looking back on it now I'm really happy I woke up at all.
I'm done with drinking for a while. Or at least a few days. 
