…Giving your friend a ride to the airport at 8:00 the next morning.

Last night I was hanging out with some friends I haven’t seen in a while, doing the usual thing, full of beer, when my friend mentions that he’s going home tomorrow to see his father and that he should get to bed so he can get up and go to the airport. I asked how he was getting there and he said he was paying $50 for an airport taxi. It’s 2 AM, I’m totally drunk, and he needs to leave for the airport in 6 hours, but I totally agreed to drive him up. He calls and cancels the taxi–I immediately wonder why I agreed to this.

So I wander my drunk self back to my house, get a few hours of sleep, get up, have oatmeal, water and go. I’m feeling fine now, but I can already tell that I’m going to crash later. Not sure when, since I have things to do all day long, but this might not have been the best idea.

This cannot be good for my body.

Posted on January 21st, 2006 by Lee
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