'THOSE DAYS ARE OVER'

email from vilar (she puts it better than i can):

subject: Re: regrettable burrito

wow, yes. i can't believe i almost ate the whole thing. ugh. i fell asleep in my clothes and woke up at 4am dehydrated and still drunk. i don't know if i remember really enjoying the burrito either. i do remember spilling a lot of salsa.

you know it's bad when popping out your contacts before collapsing in bed seems too strenuous.

saucony winter leauge began last night, and this means 1) the partying now starts on wednesday and 2) you're guaranteed to go home way too drunk. this was the case in the summer when we played various games at dolores park and then headed to a bar afterwards; it must be doubly true now that the games are held inside bars (eliminating the physical exertion part).

notables from doc's clock and afterparty:
-way too many hyphen people (16 on the team this time!)
-'why does harry [the editor in chief] always have two drinks in his hands?'
-mikey's michael krasny impression
-superfluous, regrettable detour to mission bar before farolito
-rolls royce
-comparing clarks wallabees