Usually, I look for any excuse to drink. Weekends, weeknights, good days, bad days, football games, baby showers, funerals—you know how I roll.
But there's something about St. Patrick's Day that categorically terrifies me. The crowds! The brawls! The leprechauns!
I just want to get through today without seeing or smelling vomit anywhere. If I do that, I win.
So, are you going out? Or are you staying in to avoid the puke-covered ruckus?