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Well, Monkey Man - I think I beat you to it. On Friday my friend calls me up and says let's go to Vegas to see a buddy of ours who just had a baby (well his girlfriend anyway) - turns out 6 of our old fraternity brothers were also in Vegas that weekend. Met up with our friends at 2am and they are all hammered - when they find out I'm not drinking, it was like telling a group of little kids that there is no Santa. I lasted about hour until I finally gave in... drank all weekend, didn't sleep and ate pretty much anything I could get my hands on...(food

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Anyway, I'm back on the wagon. Using the "what happens... stays" line as an excuse. This weekend will be yet another challenge as the same friends in Vegas are going to be here. Maybe I need to leave town again -- but someplace a little tamer.