So it turns out that I got wicked wasted at the Christmas Party. Like I don't remember going to MIKE's apartment and I don't remember passing out on his bathroom floor. Sounds like a good night. I had fun and haven't had a drink since that night. Not that I'm swearing off booze. I'm just taking a breather. This will end tomorrow when my 56 hour (with 8 hours off to sleep) of straight work ends.
What I do know would make my mother blush. I yelled something about having a threesome and then when someone interjected, I invited them into a foursome. All the while, my boyfriend stared at his drink and looked embarrassed. I won $100 in trivia and then spent it all at SubZero. I think I might have saved $1 from the bar. I took a shot and had one drink but don't know where the rest of the money went. Some of it went towards boyfriend's drinks.
And now the pictures.
Drunk, Drunker, Drunkest are my names for the pictures.