I am just getting in from the bar with my coworker. Love Tagalong. Realized Tagalong was my mistake - it was before I realized a lot of things that have recently come to light. She is simply an amazing woman- and I have such respect for her after all she has done. She is great. We had such a fun time talking family, kids, husbands, gay guys, shopping and more. At 9:30 we were liquor store hunting, at 10 we settled in our other coworker's room to guzzle down a couple bottles of wine, at 12 when she fell asleep we figured we should eat. We walked a few streets, met a cabbie who took us to the only place open, a bar with food. 1 sapphire and tonic later, 3 kamikaze shots, and a pink something or other she gave me we made it back to the hotel- and feeling just fine. Not tipsy even. We spaced it out. We're pros. At 4:00a.m. now we are just getting in.
Oh, and last night was pretty good too talking about work and sipping down a bottle of wine.