well, technically i got drunk before that, but the hollow warmth and loose lips that typify a milder "buzz," as the youths say, descended into full-scale inebriation only when my head hit the pillow. i was spinning like bob barker on one of his delightful barker's beauties.
and what do i have to show for my boozy work? sure, i slept well, but that could've been the ambien. or the pot. maybe all that autoerotic asphyxiation before i turned in, but i doubt it. well, better luck next time, eh buddy? if there is a next time--aha ha ha ha! almost kept a straight face through that one.
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