Hmm

So...Casino night was actually a lot of fun. I thuroughly enjoyed taking people's money. *evil grin* I was a blackjack dealer. Then I went to Kierre's party (and I didnt drink!). But a certain someone was there and that certain someone kind of made some advances on me. And as I left, certain someone kinda kissed me and said we'll have to "hang out and have homo day". Now I'm all confused about said certain someone. *bites fingernails*

*sigh* what's a boy to do.

Also, I think I have carple tunnel syndrome. I can barely move my wrist. It hurts like a bitch.

How funny is this?

You are a Slutcom 0, also known as the frigid level of slutcom. Slutcom 0 is someone who hasn't been with too many people, if they've been with people at all. Hook-ups are practically non-existant - there may be one or two in the past, but nothing consistent or spectacular. You're a card carrying member of the prude patrol, or at least close. Take the slutcom litmus test! The slutcom litmus test originated in A Word of Advice.

Jeeze

One guy kisses me (granted, it's a guy I've thought about for a while) when he's sloppy drunk, and I can't stop thinking about it and him and Chris and The Bad Thing which lately has definetely been a bad thing.

Gah. I hate men. Never around when you want one, but the second one shows an interest in you, so does 12 others. Stupid boys. Boys are dumb and icky.