Right.

Man, I am plastered from a night out with my friend Amy (not roommate Amy). We started at a reception for fourth-years to interact with first-years, basically to console them and tell them about what the rest of med school is like. There was free booze at that reception (and free food), but it wasn't until getting drinks at Nodding Head that I started to feel tipsy. Then we went to Marathon Grill for Thursday dollar drinks and people seriously lost their shit. Did I mention I still have a 5-page paper to write for tomorrow?