going out drinking

10-31-99

A few airmen have gotten it into their heads that we will all get smashed tonight. Has something to do with Becky's being promoted to Airman 1st Class. Great quantities of liquor were bought and mounds of Monster Cookies were baked. I won't be in any shape to write an entry later tonight, if they have their way.

I spent a couple hours baking the cookies over at Becky's house. Damned if I'm not becoming friends with a member of my own sex. I thought it would never happen.

I feel old. I'm downing quarts of water, popping Tylenol and eating bread so that I won't get sick once I start drinking. Time was when I could drink any defensive lineman under the table. I'd match tuba players beer for beer. Now I'm hoping against hope that I'm fit for job-hunting in the morning. Six short years and my tolerance is flushed...whoosh.