This is my fault, so I can't complain too much...but, I think my friend got my pants off last night. Ick. I like him as a friend, he grosses me out otherwise, and I've noticed he has a tendency towards chubby girls (I'm not, and it's my worst nightmare). However, he brought me home because I drank about 20 too many beers last night...yeah I know, I'm 28 and I should know my limits by now---but I was having fun last night! (Not having fun right now at all).

So anyways, back to the pants. They are crumpled up in a ball next to my underwear beside my couch. And I do remember him coming in with me. And he did call me this morning. I wonder if we're dating now? God I hope I said no to that. Luckily I know that nothing major happened (you know if we were using baseball metaphors) except for the fact that he's seen me naked. I'm not going to explain how I know that, but I'm still grossed out. Ouch my head hurts. I'm going to go sleep it off.

Oh and my mom is SERIOUSLY pissed at me, because she "wanted to spend the day with me" and I was supposed to know this with my psychic powers apparently. wake me up on Sunday.