At my company holiday party on Friday I did my first bear fight. Which, if you aren't familiar, is an Irish car bomb followed immediately by a Jager bomb.

Don't ask me why, other than to say I did it.

I ended up so drunk that I left the party (which started at 2; bearfight was at ~3) at 6:30. Was in bed by 8:30pm and slept for 14 hours, whee.