I went out with 9H to Duke's tonight. I don't want to be one of those people that's moved out but is still constantly on the floor, but I do like seeing everyone. Anywho, Duke's was fun. I watched people play quarters, was introduced to some guy named James as "Tiffany" by Meaghan (Lynds was "Barb") and then was hit on by a guy named Clayton. I think. I was just standing at the table, minding my own business as he was pouring beer and chatting, when Jamie grabbed his butt and then blamed it on me. THREE TIMES!! lol. Bad news bears. So I ended up drinking with him and sitting at his table for awhile and then he gave me his number and all the 9H people plus me and Jolie walked back to Lister.
Then I walked Jolie back to his place as he was rather inebriated. I'm rather glad I did, as I would rather lose some sleep walking him home than wondering if he actually got there. Then four blocks to my place and here I am, slamming back the H2O, hoping I won't have a hang-over tomorrow. I mean, I only had 2, but that seems to be enough some nights. Clearly very pathetic.
I need sleep. And hydration. And to go to class tomorrow. Thusly, I am out.
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