Last night I achieved the ever elusive black out.
I guess I was punching walls all night, because my knuckles really hurt, and my suspicions were confirmed by a friend.
Woke up still drunk and got breakfast.
Then re-passed out.
Recovery took nearly all day, then some hoopz and GLOW BOWLING.
We got there and had to wait almost an hour, but literally as soon as we got our shoes strapped on, the lights turned off and the lights came on.