SF Seasons premiere drops me off the deep end

This is the highlights of the night I went to SF for the Seasons premiere...or maybe the lowlights. I must provide the set-up of this night correctly. I had a flight at 9:00. Started taken shots of Tequila and drinking beer at 4. Left for the airport at 7. Took a nap on the way. Hour delay on the flight so free wine on the plane. Into SF at 11. Planned on taking the Bart into the city but it was now too late so cabbed it. Already way passed tipsy. Subsequently, I left my board in the cab at what was supposed to be the beginning of the night. These are Nick's photos that pretty much have become my surrogate memory...because I don't remember most of it.

THIS IS THE BEGINNING




A LITTLE LATER-THESE GIRLS WERE NOT PLEASED





I'M SOBER HERE





YEAH GOTO



DEVIL INCARNATE






ROCKING OUT BY MYSELF




PASSING THE FUCK OUT AND GETTING LEFT ON THE COUCH IN A STRANGE PLACE



THIS IS ACTUALLY THE MORNING FOLLOWING THE NEXT NIGHT BUT A GOOD EXAMPLE OF THE AFTERMATH




After I woke up....unaware of where I was or how I managed to get there, I called Nick and he basically had to explain where I was in the city and a brief recap of the end of the night. The girls in the house, were discussing the previous night's festivities....actually their previous night's encounters. I don't think they knew I was there. I contemplated talking to them but instead I just left without saying anything. What was I going to say? Hi, my name is Chris? I called a cab and took it to the hotel for a much needed shower and WTF contemplation.