When my eyes are open, I’m working.

I fell asleep at a birthday dinner last weekend.

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On Saturday night, I fell asleep at a new friend’s birthday dinner. It was actually my fiancé’s friend from college. The dinner was in a gorgeous private dining room at a restaurant in the West Village, and by course four at 11pm, I felt myself dozing off in a room full of strang…