Slap the chains on...

I'm SO ready to be a corporate slave.

I just came home from a 3-day corporate offsite event at Blue Mountain. Tons of fun - I mean, how could it not be? Free food, free drinks.

Last night, I drank my age. From 6:30 pm to 7:30 pm, I had 8 scotches (=8). Over a dinner of salmon and roast beef, I had a Canadian, followed by a coffee with Liqueur (=9). After dinner, I had 12 more scotches, until the bar closed at 11:00 pm (=21), at which point, the party moved to one of my colleague's suites. There, I proceeded to have 6 ryes (=27). So really, I drank more than my age. Went to bed at 3:00 am, got 4 hours of sleep. I still made it to the 8:00 am breakfast, and the 8:30 am meeting, before stepping out for a few minutes to lose my breakfast in the bathroom. Oh well. It was still fun as hell.