Last night was potentially one of the most bizarre nights of my life. It was a drunken encounter that started with beer at work, then to an Irish pub in the south end, and finally a party in Allston.  It included shots, a crying intern, a pissed off coworker, a pissed off wife of a different coworker, pissing in public, a rocking party, weed, and somebody getting a blowjob.  The best line of the night was “Dude, you pissed on your laptop!”

I have stories and pictures later, but right now my head hurts and I have to get myself ready to do the MS Walk. Why does it seem that I always do this thing completely hung over?