I alluded to something that happened when I got home after hanging out with Epi and TribecaT. Inebriated, I went online to see who I could chat with. Lucky for me, I found my boopy online. Or was it lucky for him?
Did I mention that my boopy got me a web cam for Christmas?
I sat on my couch, started up the one-way video chat (he didn't have a web cam), and after a few pleasantries, I started to really.. um.. entertain him. Things were going great until I started to lean back and close my eyes. The alcohol coursing through my veins made me extremely tired and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep and woke up with a start.
It took me a few seconds to get my bearings and assess my situation. My boopy was on the other end, asking if I was awake, and my phone beeped with his missed calls. He told me I was gone for a good 20 minutes. Still woozy, I pulled myself together enough to.. continue entertaining.
By the time I 'finished', my boopy had fallen asleep on the other end. Him not having a web cam made it harder for me to realize that - I was in the heat of the moment. I suppose it could have been worse; At least my roommate didn't walk in on me passed out and naked on the couch.
And, in case you're wondering, I still blame Canada.