Okay so I just spent the last 45 minutes on the subway thinking about this. and I know I'm being absurd and stupid and immature, and that really once I get enough sleep I'll be over it because the only person who can be mad at me about it does not care. But what bothers me is not the fact that I made out with a strange guy... I mean honestly- it would not be the first time... and I also find that kind of amusing. and I don't even care that he made out with one of my friends before or after or anything... we were drunk and we weren't married... I could tell you nothing about this guy other than what i heard from others... But what does bother me and kept me up last night (among other things including the decision i might have to make)... is that I might have made out with this guy even after my friend told me that he made out with her... because honestly that's gross... that's not the kind of girl I want to be. You don't make out with guys who make out with your friends at the same party. That's what a bitchy girl does and if I am that bitchy of a girl when I'm drunk then that is awful. And it does bother me that I have no clue if I did that or not and this means I really have to work on my drinking limits... but i do love all the people tonight who put up with my wondering and then moping...