For the love of god don't let me go out during the week anymore.
I don't remember having any more than 3 or 4 drinks last night. But the less 50 dollars in my wallet, horrible pain, broken stuff and complete loss of memory of anything after the slipper club disagrees with me. I discovered all this when I awoke at 3 in the afternoon. I'm sure I'd be fired if I hadn't already quit.
I really didn't intend for any of this to happen.