Madness! yes. madness.
I just need to tell someone. Or everyone. I had the CRAZIEST night.
So, to set the scene, I went to Peasant Disco, this event in Bloomington that was kicked off with a band with a Russian lead singer and culminated with pounding Eastern European dancebeats. I noticed that the drummer of the band was attractive. And that he was wearing an eyepatch and I found that to be amusing. And I thought that maybe he was checking me out, but I kind of doubted that. And then when they were done playing, drummer of this band makes a beeline for a spot right next to my friends and I. To make a long story short, we end up talking, dancing, I give him my number because he's nice and interesting,etc etc. He decides to go home.
THEN, approximately 1.5 minutes after Joey, the drummer leaves, Joe (do you see the trend here?) (aka Mr. Crazy Pants aaka Walks With Loco Pantolones) shows up. He has apparently been dancing since 7am straight (wtfuck?). We dance a little bit, he rolls out. Also, I wonder to myself if he witnessed me giving my number to Joey.
OH, it doesn't stop there.
Last saturday night, I apparently gave my number to some guy when I was absolutely crunk at approx. 3am. THEN on Tuesday night I get a voicemail from "Matt, from Saturday night" (and naturally, I'm like "who?!?!?!"). BUT, I'm standing more or less by myself after Joe has left and this guy comes up to me and he's like "Heather!" and I looked puzzled. And then he clarifies that he is Matt from saturday night, thus solving the mystery of the voicemail. I apologize profusely and he seems ok with it. Also, Matt is fairly socially awkward.
TONIGHT IS OUT OF CONTROL.
And in the same vein, the phi sigs almost burnt down the rec @alma with 5 foot flames?!?!?! excuse me what? I may have to make a few phonecalls later.
So, to set the scene, I went to Peasant Disco, this event in Bloomington that was kicked off with a band with a Russian lead singer and culminated with pounding Eastern European dancebeats. I noticed that the drummer of the band was attractive. And that he was wearing an eyepatch and I found that to be amusing. And I thought that maybe he was checking me out, but I kind of doubted that. And then when they were done playing, drummer of this band makes a beeline for a spot right next to my friends and I. To make a long story short, we end up talking, dancing, I give him my number because he's nice and interesting,etc etc. He decides to go home.
THEN, approximately 1.5 minutes after Joey, the drummer leaves, Joe (do you see the trend here?) (aka Mr. Crazy Pants aaka Walks With Loco Pantolones) shows up. He has apparently been dancing since 7am straight (wtfuck?). We dance a little bit, he rolls out. Also, I wonder to myself if he witnessed me giving my number to Joey.
OH, it doesn't stop there.
Last saturday night, I apparently gave my number to some guy when I was absolutely crunk at approx. 3am. THEN on Tuesday night I get a voicemail from "Matt, from Saturday night" (and naturally, I'm like "who?!?!?!"). BUT, I'm standing more or less by myself after Joe has left and this guy comes up to me and he's like "Heather!" and I looked puzzled. And then he clarifies that he is Matt from saturday night, thus solving the mystery of the voicemail. I apologize profusely and he seems ok with it. Also, Matt is fairly socially awkward.
TONIGHT IS OUT OF CONTROL.
And in the same vein, the phi sigs almost burnt down the rec @alma with 5 foot flames?!?!?! excuse me what? I may have to make a few phonecalls later.