Why is it that when I go out with coworkers and get actually drunk, I spend the entire next day cowering in fear that I did or said something terrible, annoying, obnoxious, flirtatious, all of the above? I'm like combing over the events of the evening and just convinced I made a fool of myself. I currently have 0 evidence to substantiate that theory but the FEELINGS are telling me that I suck.

Sigh. More coffee and bagels.