I typically throw up before I go to bed if I'm sober enough to make it home, or intentionally find somewhere to sleep.
This is because as soon as I turn myself from standing up to laying down my head spins, and I have to throw up. Then I feel like a thousand bucks, minus of course the deathly fatigue, sore stomach and headache. So then I pound back like 2 litres of water, smoke a joint, take some preemptive Advil and hit the sack.
But I don't party much anymore.. I outgrew it before I was even legally allowed to do it.
Sometimes it's fun though. I have this feeling that it'll go in phase, I don't hang out with my old partier friends anymore... If for whatever reason I was immersed in such a setting I'd probably revert to the old ways for a time before determining it was to my detriment again and abstaining for a time.
"George Bush says he speaks to god every day, and christians love him for it. If George Bush said he spoke to god through his hair dryer, they would think he was mad. I fail to see how the addition of a hair dryer makes it any more absurd."