I am still wasted.

I woke up this morning with a swollen ankle, bruises on my bum, and fuzzy memories of an evening of drunken fun…

For the boys (disclaimer) I kissed one of The Man’s girlfriends last night... twice... her husband and The Man were so stoked.

Dinner and wine brought out Drunk OC Girl (aka Handful) that I have tried to keep under wraps around The Man for too long…

Currently head in hands wondering what the fuck else I may have said/done/did that I will find out about at a later time…

LJ and I got into a fight Saturday. We were supposed to have a poker party on Saturday night, and she said I should invite R (the boy I made out with last weekend) to the party. I told her no way, that that would be WAY too uncomfortable for me. So I went into my bedroom, she went out to the terrace. I walked out there and said (in disbelief) “You really think I should invite R?” She hung up her cell phone and said, “I just did”.

I cancelled the party with all my friends and hung out with The Man the entire weekend at his house. Can you believe she did that???? We spoke later (briefly) and there seemed to be an honest breakdown in communication, but I was still so bummed by that.

Came back to my house this morning and the place is a wreck. She must have partied there all weekend.

Overall an amazing weekend.

I’m falling hard for The Man.