A word about mixing: I’ve personally never been big on the theory that mixing different kinds of alcohols gets you in trouble... I think that’s just an excuse people use when they over-served themselves in general and want to pretend it was the result of some mythic chemical reaction: “Oh, this always happens when I drink sangria before Manhattans.” Odds are, if you’re hurting, you had too much to drink, period. You could have stuck with Zima all night, and it wouldn't have made any difference.
But hey, if you’re one of those folks who really values sticking to one spirit all night, go for it, just be mindful of your pacing as the evening wears on.
Welp, Donna Summer just started imploring everyone to dance the last dance, so things appear to be wrapping up. Hey, the bar’s closed -- did you remember to get that last drink? If you’ve done things properly, it shouldn’t matter much either way. You’re feeling alert, on top of your game, with just the right amount of buzz still percolating between your ears, ready for whatever comes next. And because it’s only 11pm and you’re dealing with a potent combination of single people looking to get laid and young parents who have a sitter for the first time in six months, there’s definitely going to be a next.