16 days left in Boston

I have 16 days left in Boston, and I am going to be drunk for all of them.  Work used to control my drinking, but now that I have taken this time off my drinking is going to be OUT OF CONTROL.  Last night was epic.  I went to club cafe to hang out with some nice gay men.  A large black man named Donovan motor boated me, along w my friend Drew.   We all danced the night away, and saw one of my college professors on the dance floor.  I saw on facebook that he is married but that doesn't stop him from shaking his thang.  The night ended with me telling my roommated that I live with all ugly people during our taxi ride home.  I woke up in the morning with a pile of puke next to my bed.  Had a bromosa at brunch (TITS has a GREAT brunch buffet) and I'm doing laundry now.