Simulants and Depressants

So this weekend I did some very bad things to my body by mixing stimulants and depressants. First I was in a van ride back from Columbus, OH that took about 7 hours, during which I was consuming beers and taking naps in between my beers. So we got home at 11:30 and then headed out for a Halloween party at a bar. At this point, my roommate pointed out that I looked tired (I had gotten up at 5:00 in the morning) and that the bar was open for another hour because of daylight savings time, so he decided to get me a Red Bull. So there I was well rested, but still tired and drinking beer and Red Bull (seperately, not mixed together). Finally, at 2:30, I managed to sneak out the side door of the bar and get home. That's when I noticed that the Red Bull was still in my system. So I decided to take a little NyQuil, you know to help put me to sleep. So with all these things mixed together in my body, my mind decided that it wanted to dream about George Costanza teaching a class on breasts. You know mostly about size, density, and what have you. Needless to say Sunday was a little bit of a blur.