So I went to the Jolly Roger last night, as promised, with Third World Ant and a couple of other mates, including Friend I'm Confused About.
Preppy American bird was there too, shame, she was being very friendly. We systematically decided, Third World Ant and I, that:
1) We're sexually frustrated. She also thinks Friend I'm Confused About is great. I don't think he's that great, so I can't understand this.
2) We're starting a sorority. Gamma Zeta Omega. Cos if Princeton can do it, so can we.
3) Friend I'm Confused About asks me advice on all his sexual conquests. Like last night, I got a call from him after I got home: "L, shit, she's followed me home. What do I do? YOu got 20 seconds to tell me..(beep beep beep)." Right.
4) I'm missing Steve. Maybe that's why I'm confused about Friend I'm Confused About.