ok, while people are still reading this, let me say that -fish- would be proud...
I went on a date a couple weekends ago that started off well, but ended up being probably the worst date I've ever been on.  We had just planned on doing drinks, but it was going well enough that we decided to grab dinner too.  We tried to go to Bakersfield (hi, Tanner) but there was an hour and a half wait.  We went to a place across the street for drinks and appetizers at which point she proceeded to get smashed.  Our table at Bakersfield isn't ready yet so we get another round there, which she spills on my pants and the floor.  After an hour and a half of waiting, she decides she's not hungry and takes our name off the list.  We grab drinks at another place and she decides she's hungry  

  We go to a place a lot like Bakersfield, but not as good and i switch water while she continues to get ####faced.  Then her friends get us into some hipster wanna be club pre-grand opening invite only thing... and she drinks more.
At this point, I'm over it and want to go home, but she wants to keep drinking. It's after 1 and I'm tired and want to be sober enough to drive... but can't remember where I parked - somehow she can.  
She had mentioned multiple times throughout the night how we weren't going to have sex that night... ok, no biggie.  Well, on the walk back to the car, she asked the wrong question and I answered honestly.  She asked if i wanted to have sex with her.  I honestly answered yes.  She freaked out and ran off down some alley.  Yeah, awesome.  I showed my pimp hand, stood at the end of the alley and demanded she come back, which she did before too long.  I explain that I just answered the question she asked but that I had agreed we wouldn't be having sex...  
 
 
Well, I bring her back to my place (she had left her car at the first spot and i said i'd take her there to get it in the morning).  I offer to give her some pajamas, but she declines and plops diagonally across my bed in her corduroys and boots... yeah, that's not going to work for me.  I put on my pajamas, move her to the side and crawl into bed.  She asks where her pajamas are?!?  Nice.  I get her something to put on and then she starts accusing me of just trying to get her naked to have sex.  Yeah, no way that is happening because she'll probably just say i raped her in the morning.  There's some cuddling and making out, but no sex.  She gives me a hand job... well, if you can call it that.  It would have felt better if i had just put my #### in a blender and hit pulse a dozen times.
I dropped her at her car in the morning and hoped that I would never see her again.
Fast forward to last night... I spent the night at her place and we might get together again on Saturday
 
