I went to a new bar tonight. I hate new bars. I find it very difficult to get drunk when it's too crowded, the service is bad, and I have to stand.
It's inevitable that at some point I will realize that, despite all the bad 3 point beer, I am still sober. I will start drinking tequila and the night will end with me hanging onto my bed for dear life so that I don't fall off the edge of the earth.
Here's to my regular haunts, which leave me relatively hangover-free.