Heidi already detailed a good deal about her fantastic party on the weekend, but she left the story of my sleeping arrangements to me. I have to admit, it's pretty funny, albeit a tad discouraging for my love life. Then again, what else is new?
At around 3am, I fell asleep with my friend, who is a male, on Heidi's couch. This is where the interesting part begins (no, not interesting like oooh interesting *wink wink* but interesting as in funny and slightly pathetic, unfortunately). After sleeping for about 2 hours, I woke up extremely uncomfortable and decided to move to the bed that I was originally supposed to sleep in. No such luck with that bed - one of my other guy friends had decided to take that over.
Okay, no big deal, right? I just went back to the couch. However, in the 30 seconds that I had left the couch and walked down the hall, my friend had sprawled out completely. Hm. Couch is out. (Clearly he didn't miss my presence!).
I then decided to mosey on down to the basement to see if there was somewhere to sleep there. I tried out the loveseat, but it was uncomfortable (ironic?), so I grabbed blankets and a huge pillow and stretched out on the floor. The pillow was so comfortable that I fell asleep instantly. It smelled a little, well, like dog, but that wasn't a big deal.
Later that morning, as my friends and I gathered in the basement to chat about the previous night's events, I asked Heidi what that big pillow was. Her response, in the midst of uncontrollable laughter (I'm actually surprised she didn't pee her pants, she was laughing so hard), was that it was a dog bed. I slept in a dog bed. By myself. After being essentially kicked out of two other sleeping places by human males. Awesome.
What's more is that Brother Bella had his latest chicky over at our house the previous night, where I suppose he got up to...well, I think we can all guess. I can't even get a date, and my brother has someone stay over. My brother sleeps in a human bed with another human, while I slept on the floor, in a dog bed, by myself. Have we grasped that pathetic-ness that was early Sunday morning? Brother Bella - 1, Bella - 0. If I had been in the dog bed WITH a member of the opposite sex, I would have been fine. Even better if there had been little sleep going on (sorry, Mom and Dad), but, alas, that doesn't happen in my world.
This past weekend's events just further highlight the differences between the romantic lives of my brother and I. At least I can still hold on to the hope that I will be the one to get married while he still spends his weekends at bars trying to pick up girls that are far too young for him.
All in all, though, Heidi threw a fabulous party - a great time was had by all!
Love,
Bella
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