You'd think I'd have learned by now.

It amazes me, that when I have friends come to town, even though I'm well aware of my exhaustion and general fatigue, that I would agree to go out and have drinks starting at 9:30 on a weeknight. However, as has been prooved repeatedly in the past, I will do almost anything a pretty girl asks me to do, no matter how tired I am, and that I was out relatively late last night.

Relatively late, of course, has changed for me in the last 6 months, and not entirely because I turned 30, to be fair to my soon-to-be-30 friends. It was more because I have a new job where I start work at 7, and I have a 30 minute commute to get here.

So, 10 out of 10 for having fun with friends I haven't hung out with in ages, but minus several million for intelligence points, no?