i don't get it.
I'm seriously afraid that I just spent then entire evening flirting with someone else's boyfriend...while she was sitting across the table...anad I was completely unawares. Facebook stalking tells me they're both single, but he defnietely had his arm around her at the end of the evening. At which point I elected to turn a fun shade of purple and excuse myself from the festivities. Also, I tripped and fell UP the stairs of my dorm and now suspect a broken pinkie finger. Which is lovely.
As I type with one hand.
As I type with one hand.