So it seems like the only time I meet peoples friends is when they get me drunk. I think that's kinda sad. I'm sitting on Angie's couch, finally sober, after being the most drunk I've ever been. She and I had to get a ride from Bob, one of the bar tenders that works with us. I really don't feel that sleeping for an hour is going to help anything
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