I have had the most ridiculous night of my life.
I:
trolled around all day to watch historically-relevant gay cinema
went to dinner with one of my best friends/fiance
got drunk with a group of friends, among them the (questionably) straight boy that I like, and apparently the entire group talked about my beyond embarrassing crush when the two of us left the room together (tequila fo life, though.)
went to a party hosted by a gay boy that I like
accidentally hot boxed with the aforementioned gay boy, the girl he was looking to hook up with, my best friend at this university
went to the sketchiest house party I've ever been to and stole a flask
got escorted home by my best friend and called
one of my best friends from back home who was looking after her own crop of biddies
my brother
left a voicemail for my exboyfriend
called the straight boy/best friend for three years that I fell for in high school
my best friend that I've known since elementary school
the boy I fell for in middle school who is now a preacher
my best friend from the end of high school who was my partner in crime for all intents and purposes
my college ex
Holy. FUcking. Sht.
Beyond ridiculous.
Slash
I love my life and all I've really glad I have (no matter how tenuous) connections with the folks who have shaped my life.