Alcohol Makes Strange Bedfellows

“Love is like the sea, it’s a moving thing; but still it takes its shape from the shore it meets and it’s different with every shore.” ~Zora Neale Hurston
 
 
Yesterday was interesting. I turned my alarm clock off in my sleep so when my phone went off at 6:10 am I knew I was late for work. I worked in the office from 6-9 am and then I headed to the journalism school to work on our campaigns project. Our client is a local small town newspaper about twenty minutes from this city. So I did some research for that project for about 2.5 hours.
 
After that, came home for a quick bite and then worked in the ARC from 1-3pm and then in the office from 3-6 pm. It was a long day, and only got longer. I made it home from work and promptly made jell-o shots with ever clear for the evening’s activities. Then ran to the liquor store to get stuff for strawberry daiquiris.
 
Came home, organized the flat, popped into the shower, got ready, picked up Pate and Gina, then made it back with ten minutes to spare before everyone started showing up. It was Pate, Gina, Tye, Harvey, Vinnie, Manny, Charles, Kengo, and myself. Tye had virgin daiquiri’s because she had to work at midnight. We all sat around the living room, joking and taking the piss out of one another.
 
Finally around 11:30, we left to walk to Calley’s house party. Harvey headed home because he wasn’t up for the party. One of the scholarship halls on campus asked her roommate to allow them to throw a party at their house. They would pay them $100.00 and would come back and clean up the next day. She informed us of the party and we thought it sounded like fun. Normally it would have only taken us 20-25 minutes to walk to this party. However, the map she drew for me was slightly less than stellar and we wandered around for an hour before we found this party.
 
Once we got there, the first stop was the bathroom for all of the girlies. Then we wandered around the house. We all realized that we are getting older because house parties just don’t do it for us anymore. That and these kids were all quite young. We stuck around the party for about an hour before we all decided to go back to Vinnie’s to drink, dance, and perhaps smoke hookah.
 
As we were walking back, Manny could tell that I wasn’t feeling good. He told me that I should go to bed. I said I wanted to stay up and hang out with everyone. I would be fine. All the liquor was at my place, so we said we would get it and meet them there. Kengo decided to join us.
 
I took some pain meds because there wasn’t any more alcohol in my system and I wasn’t going to continue to drink. While Kengo ran to his flat to take his cds back, Manny and I made out in my living room.
We went back to Vinnie’s and everyone was dancing in Vinnie’s bedroom. I danced a few songs and then I sat down on the bed that Manny has at Vinnie’s place. Everyone continued to dance. Charles was sitting on Vinnie’s bed and Manny sat down next to me.
 
I was there for about 20 minutes but I felt bad and was exhausted, so I asked Manny to walk me home. I said good night to everyone and told the girlies to call me and I would let them in when they wanted to go to bed. Manny seemed a little upset and I asked him what was wrong with him as we walked to the elevator. He said that he was worried about me and that I should have gone to bed when we had gotten back. However, he seemed to calm down while we were making out in the elevator.
 
He walked me home and asked me how much pain I was in. I hate this question. I told him I would be fine and that I just needed to sleep. He said that he would lay down with me until I fell asleep and then would head back over to where everyone was. I put my pajamas on and he crawled into bed with me. We laid there for a while and then we started making out. It was fun and it lasted for about 20 minutes. Then we decided that he should head back to Vinnie’s. He kissed me and let himself out.
 
I woke up today at 10:30 and realized that Pate and Gina had never called me. I called Gina’s phone and left a message asking her where she was and telling her that if she needed a ride home to just ring me. My mom rang after that and then I went back to bed. I was still exhausted.
 
At 12:30, I wake up to my cell phone going off. It’s Gina:
Me: “Hello?”
Gina: “What are you doing?”
Me: “Sleeping.”
Gina: “We have to go to lunch.”
Me: “What happened last night?”
Gina: “I’ll tell you at lunch.”
Me: “Did you make out with Vinnie?”
Gina: “We will discuss this at lunch. I’ll pick you up in thirty minutes.”
 
Well, needless to say, Vinnie and Gina made out last night. Seeing as how both have significant others, this is something that is big and shouldn’t have happened. We talked about the night and what all went down when I left and how the whole thing came about with Vinnie and Gina. I’m not sure what I think, but I don’t think it is right.
 
They ended up sleeping in the same bed. Apparently when Pate decided that she wanted to sleep, she was going to call me like we had discussed, but Manny said not to call me and that I needed to sleep. The girls would sleep at Vinnie’s. Well it ended up being Pate and Charles sleeping together in Manny’s bed and Vinnie and Gina in Vinnie’s bed. Manny slept on the sofa in the living room.
 
Apparently in the middle of their make-out session, Gina and Vinnie both had the moment of, “This shouldn’t be happening.” They talked and then later that morning, Manny and Vinnie drove Gina home. So they both know it was wrong. I don’t know what Vinnie is going to do about telling his girlie. I talked to Manny and he said that he doesn’t know. I know Gina has decided to not tell her boyfriend. I don’t know what to think about that, but I’m not in her situation, so I can’t pass judgement.
 
Anyways, I’ve got some homework to do. Manny is going to call me later. And we have a date tomorrow night to watch The Motorcycle Diaries. I am quite excited and it was his idea.