A few shots and a couple drinks buoyed my spirits Saturday night.
Generally, I try not to drink too much in a given evening. I place a high value on keeping my wits and stomach contents about me. However, circumstances sometimes call for a change of plans. I picked her up and brought her to Philly, then we began meeting up with others. It’s hard to define in that evening at which moment my respect for her began disappearing, but the alcohol certainly numbed the moment.
I’m just glad I didn’t have to drive her home. Another point for alcohol.