The evening started out great. I met lots of new people, learned to play Cornhole, ate burgers, and had great conversation. As we continued well into the night, the drinks got stronger and I didn't notice a bit. I started to get a little concerned when a woman I talking to asked me what I was drinking. I told her and she replied, "Oh, I see. It must be really strong...it smells really strong." Hmm. That sounded like it's going to hurt.
After about 1 minute I forgot all about that comment and continued to have fun. Later 4 of us die-hards decided to go downtown for a while. I knew I was very toasty and became a little concerned because in general I make a point to not be that intoxicated in public. However, I was with a great group of guys and they took excellent care of me. Including handing me drinks that I had no idea what they were. After a couple of patios we made it into a dance club where I felt much more comfortable. I danced with several people and thanks to my friends, who were never far, got rescued whenever I felt uncomfortable.
After a while it was time to go and we loaded into a cab. Or a white van with a meter that wasn't hooked up and looked like something from Toys R US. I got nervous but realized I was in the company of again, a great group of guys, and would probably be fine. Except for the bouncing van. I took it as long as I could and finally had to get out. Now. Right now. I jumped out of the van and it wasn't pretty. Luckily we were on the road where my friend lives when I jumped out of the van. We didn't have a really long walk. I was eager to get to his house and pass out.
As we walked down the road to his house I started to realize how embarrassed I was. Oh geez. I had held it together really well through the whole night but I was suddenly overtaken by the "drunk girl emotional breakdown" syndrome. My friend was very sweet and insisted that I hadn't done anything to be embarrassed about. He gave me a pillow and a blanket and wanted to me to sleep on the couch. I, however, wanted to sleep outside on the deck, just in case. I felt like I had already done enough damage to my ego, I certainly didn't want to lose it in his house should I feel ill again. Good decision.
Needless to say, it was a VERY rough night and an even ROUGHER day. I don't think I have ever had a hangover quite like that. [although I did have fun]
So, you might be asking why in the world I posted this message if I'm so embarrassed about the night. Well, a couple of reasons really. I really didn't do anything awful. I didn't drive a car, I didn't get arrested, I didn't hurt anyone, BUT I also want to further my embarrassment so perhaps I will learn my lesson.
ALWAYS PRE-MIX YOUR DRINKS WHEN YOU'RE DRINKING TEQUILA!
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