I know that this seems out of character for me. It also wildly contradicts my decision to curb my drinking. I can be spontaneous. Maybe I chose to go out to O’Sullivan’s to prove that.

  Let’s just think about this analytically. I’m already hungover, so it stands to reason that I’ll be hungover tomorrow morning as well. It’s like running home during a rainstorm after you’re already soaked. What’s done is done.

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  If anything, I’m alleviating the burden on myself tomorrow by going out with Tom. His thinly veiled criticism over the way I live my life would likely be much worse to take if I’m also hungover. Throwing him this bone might quiet him down.

  In addition, Tom isn’t the only one who will be out there tonight. There is a chance that I could run into… I’m sorry, I lost myself there for a moment. At the end of the day, I don’t have to make any justification for my decisions. I chose to put myself in this position, and this was a decision I made.