Homes and Conversations

I am officially breaking my latest tradition of titling my posts with song lyrics. I didn't actually mean it to happen every time, but I always somehow had a song stuck in my head.

Last night was officially the best night I've had since moving into my new house. My two housemates and I were having off-days, so we pulled out a bottle of wine with dinner and moved on to rum and cokes for dessert. The night progressed into a Disney singalong, which turned into a movie marathon, switching between Shakespeare in Love and True Blood. Every time we had to stop True Blood to let it load, we would pull up another computer with Shakespeare in Love on it, and watch until everything was loaded. It was both relaxing and entertaining, and reminded me of why I love my housemates.



A phone conversation I had last night:

E: Hello?
TM: Hey, what you up to?
E: Watching a movie.
TM: What are you doing afterwards?
E: Finishing my homework. And sleeping.
TM: Oh. What are you doing tomorrow night?
E: Going to a friend's birthday party.
TM: We should hang out this weekend.
E: My friends are waiting for me. Bye!

Firstly, this was at 10:00 pm, so it was clearly a booty call. Secondly, he was most definitely drunk. I didn't want to tell him that I didn't want to hook up anymore because I was afraid he wouldn't remember, so now I have to find a good time and place to let him know that he will not be getting any booty from me. Hopefully before this weekend.