Wait, what...?

So, how do I go from being pretty much hated by a girl one night (which she admitted to, thanks to my sarcastic bastard-ness), and then sleeping with her after hanging out with her for 8 hours the second time we see each other?

Must be the boyish charm...

Ended up going out with Mike Lindsay, Alan, and Mike's friend, Catherine. She took us to Karaoke Night at a bar outside of town. I didn't really want to go. I had work today at 9 and I knew I'd be out late.

So after singing Kryptonite and Piano Man as a group (pretty BA, I tell you what), we went back to her place. We ended up watching 10 Things I Hate About You. Mike and Alan got drinks from Meijer thanks to Cat, so they got pretty tipsy. I pretty much acted as Cat's savior from their tomfoolery. We ended up going downstairs to her room while they crashed on the couches. That was about 3:30. We just ended up laying in her bed, talking and cuddling.

I wasn't looking forward to getting up at 7:30 to drive back to Woldt and get ready for work. So...at 5:30, I called McD's and told them I'd been up the last couple hours feeling like hell. I've never done that before. It felt...good.

Neither one of us got to sleep 'til about 7, then we kept waking up on and off until Noon. Right now, I feel like hell for getting about 3-4 hours of sleep, my roommate feels like hell for drinking until 6, and my other roommate's girlfriend is here with the flu. So really...we are all feeling like hell.

Funny how it all works out.

Simon