A familiar face

You know the face, just about everyone doe's I believe.


It was 9pm on a Friday night and a couple of your friends decide you should go out.


It starts off innocently enough, you go to a bar, you order a beer...maybe two.


Then someone buys a round of drinks, then someone else orders a round.


Of course you have to order a round.


Then about eleven or twelve someone decides you should have a shot, so they order a round.


The night progresses, the shots keep coming... it's last call then closing time. So you all stagger out to the cars, drive to restaurant.


Everyone knows you need to eat after that much alcohol. You order something light, like pancakes, jalapeno poppers and a clam roll.


Before you know it, everyone is heading home, you arrive at your house, fumble with the keys trying to unlock the door, you walk into the kitchen table and shhhh the silverware as it all rattles from the impact. After all, you don't want to hear it from your better half who is asleep.


You crawl under the covers and go to sleep.


The Alarm goes off, and after about a half hour you get up, your eyes are swollen shut so you feel your way into the bathroom, take a leak, walk over to the sink, place both hands on the sink edge to steady yourself as you look in the mirror.


You know...it's going to be a loooooong day.