On the face of it, there's nothing wrong with the idea of hitting "Forbidden Island" for a couple of drinks with good friends.
The devil, as they say, is in the details.
Detail One: arriving before everyone else, thus necessitating having a drink to kill time.
Detail Two: work night.
Detail Three: losing track of time and drinks while enjoying the company of said friends.
Detail Four: work night.
In the end, I figure I was pretty lucky I kept the drinks at a couple. That could have become a terrible problem. Even with that, this morning I found myself moving a bit slower than expected.
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