well, in the case of my so-called friends...
i knew these people were depraved but i continued to hang out with them. we all got together this past weekend for a planned day of "fun". my friend, let's call him dave decided to channel "the dude" and made a pitcher of white russians. i generally tend to avoid drinking with them because, well, i know how they are. this time i gave in and had some white russians.
those things are really good, you know? they go down verrrrrry easily.
i vaguely remember the rest of the evening but i do remember getting home and my DH pouring me into bed. well, in all honesty, it wasn't that bad but i was definitely happy. I awoke the next day with a feeling of dread and a vague sense of guilt. then i remembered.
my depraved friends took advantage of my inebriated state to get me to do something i swore i'd never do.
i'm so ashamed.
i now have a facebook account.