One of my finer moments was when I was in England in summer '06. I was drinking with some friends at the bar on base, and after quite a few rounds, my eyes kept getting glued to this one girl's ass and we (my friends and I) invited her and her friends over, and as with all single military folks, shots started coming since none of us had to work the next day.

After the tequila started flowing, the conversation was forgotten. I just remember waking up the next morning only wearing socks and my button down shirt. The curtains were wide open and had handprints all over the glass (ground floor room), the TV was on, she was naked in the bed, and during all of this, I had found time to cook a burrito but it never left the microwave.

I need to get back to that lifestyle of not giving a fuck. So much more entertaining.