Trainwreck.
I ASMed "No Exit" last night for Renée so she could go see "Does Your House Have Lions?". I actually kind of enjoyed it and I wish that I was working on something, but, alas, I'm not. :( I feel like a terrible boyfriend. Mike came over Friday night for a bit and we went over to Meg's room before we went to a party. We were all drinking except Mike and Zach was rolling a joint. I thought Mike felt uncomfortable and it turns out he was. I should've left with him so he didn't feel uncomfortable. But I didn't. Then, when he had to leave I started crying. And then I cried a shitload last night while drunk because I missed him so much and was texting him. I don't know how many times I apologized. I don't think I can really apologize enough. I'm such a trainwreck. Next time I drink I need to pace myself instead of just drinking as much as I can because I can and it's there. Mike doesn't need a hot mess trainwreck for his first boyfriend. Epic fail, Josh... Epic fail.