Well, Saturday night turned out ok.
Until the intervention of a certain Jose Cuervo. Bastard.
I met one of my friends work mates, who I think is way too good for me. I ended up spending the night with her, had almost complete memory loss of our time together, didn't get her number and woke up the next day a bit embarrassed and ashamed enough not to be able to talk to her and ask her for her number then. Nothing new there then.....
Anyway, I now have the dilemma of do I try and get her number from my mate, or do I let things stand as they are?
Why do I always fuck up the occasions where I am interested in somebody?
Until the intervention of a certain Jose Cuervo. Bastard.
I met one of my friends work mates, who I think is way too good for me. I ended up spending the night with her, had almost complete memory loss of our time together, didn't get her number and woke up the next day a bit embarrassed and ashamed enough not to be able to talk to her and ask her for her number then. Nothing new there then.....
Anyway, I now have the dilemma of do I try and get her number from my mate, or do I let things stand as they are?
Why do I always fuck up the occasions where I am interested in somebody?
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tequila should be avoided at all costs, it's sweated out the ass-crack of satan himself, and has effects relative to its origin.