Last night we had a beer dinner at the restaurant I used to work at. 5 course meal paired with georgetown beers.
Fuck me. People at the table who were more wine people kept passing their beers to me throughout the dinner, along with the fact I had been drinking since 1 that day. I got royally fucked up. Manny was there as well, and joined in the festivities. At one point there was a drunk journey shirtless sing a long. Manny joined in. Then back to the Chef's house with everybody. We killed a lot of pony kegs of different Georgetown beer.
I was so hung over today, I sucked down a bloody mary, half a 'man'-mosa, and then took a 3 hour long nap on the deck of the restaurant. My stomach is still really fucked up. I didn't even drink at the downstrokes show tonight, which was a lot of fun.