Well once again I got trashed and practically kill myself last night. I really had no intentions of getting slammed and was the designated driver. I had sipped only 2 bud lights in over 3 hours. So my phone rings and its this pretty cool girl I worked with about 6 months ago; she says her friends are back from college and would like to meet up. Ok, it sounds like a good deal. So my friend and myself ride about 30 miles to rendezvous. These girls are freaking beautiful. So of course i proceed to get hammered royally because they are drinking heavily. After about 3 Tanqueray Martinis and one Rusty Nail. I'm in a bad way. So the night ends, everyone had a decent time and its now my fun job of getting us home safe and sound. However in my deluded state I have now morphed into Mario Andretti and am convinced I'm driving the indianapolis 500. I have a 98 BMW 328is. which isn't the fastest car ever made, however it quite easily does 125-130. So I'm cruising along without a care in the world, and I just notice that I just blew through a herd of deer on the road. There must have been about 4 or 5 of them lolligagging on the highway. Thats an experience that sobers a person up real quick. I'm not a religious man but I thanked christ none the less for saving my skin on that one. Not seconds later I notice a state trooper has pulled someone over on the opposite lane. Sure he has his mark and wasn't actively looking for speeders at the time, but I imagine I picqued his interest when I rolled past him at speeds over 125. So I put the pedal to the floor and make haste to the nearest exit and proceed to take back country roads to my house. (Which took about 45 minutes extra and got me lost a few times) All in all I got home safe and relatively sound. I'll made a pact with myself not to drink heavily again when i'm the designated, even if the most beautiful women in the world are present. I'm also a little disturbed that I forgot to ask for phone numbers at the end of the night. Well at least i can still get ahold of the girl I worked with, maybe I'll give her a call now and recant my episode of idiocy.