Then, I picked K. up after work and we met up with some friends for a nine hour pub crawl in Old City, which was great fun. I managed to stave off any serious damage by steadilly ingesting approximately 1 oz. of chicken for every 3 oz. of rum, but K. got a good, old-fashioned hangover the next day.
So, Sunday we just laid around the house eating Chinese food. K. read her book and I watched at least a half dozen episodes of my new favorite show "The Unit."