It’s Thursday, aka: the unofficial start of the weekend for young professionals. Naturally, that means that you just may plan to hit the town…and paint it more colours than Benjamin Moore. But nothing’s worse (ok, a few things are) than...
Let’s be honest: nothing feels great about waking up from a blurry evening, head pounding, mouth dry, and that inevitable frantic cell phone/wallet check. Then the hazy memories (or lack thereof) come flooding back, along with a sick sense of guilt as you think to yourself, “I should know better than this.”