Saturday night out with the ex.

My ex was in town visiting her family over the fourth of july weekend and we had made plans to get together and hang out just like the old days which was pretty cool because I haven't seen her since December.

Anyway, Saturday rolls around and we agreed that we would meet at my place before taking off to see a band. I got the distinct pleasure of being the designated drive since she planned on getting her drink on. I really didn't mind though, the girl is on vacation, let her have her fun. She shows up at my place at around 11:00 and I have to admit she was looking VERY nice. She had let her hair grow considerably which looked a lot better than her cropped hairstyle. We went out to the place where the band was and had a pretty good time. While she was dancing, a few guys were checking her out at the bar and then nervously looked at me, thinking I was her boyfriend or some shit which was pretty funny. Also, a few VERY obvious Lesbians were giving her the eye, too. I don't blame them though. The girl knows how to move. Unfortunately for me, she was the only straight, single girl worth looking at. The guy to girl ratio was extremely lopsided, swinging sausages everywhere. That kinda sucked, but what are ya gonna do?

As the night went on, my ex started getting a little sick, really sick. Needless to say, we called it a night and started walking to my car, we almost made it until she bolted away and started puking in some bushes. I knew it was going to be a long night. After I made sure she had gotten it out of her system, we went back to my place where she could rest. Well as soon as we got into the door, she ran to the bathroom and puked AGAIN. 15 minutes later, she staggered onto my couch and just sat there making weird moaning noises and kept saying she can't believe how sick she got after only a "few" drinks (she was drinking like a fucking fish) and a few minutes later, she ran to the bathroom and puked yet again! Good God! What the hell did this girl eat?? Anyway, I gave her a few aspirin and put a blanket on her as she laid on the couch. I also put a trash can next to the couch in case of emergency. She laid her head on my chest as we watched whatever was on TV. This brought back memories of when we used to date and i noticed again how physically attractive she was, but then I remembered that she had spent most of the night puking her brains out and she could do the same all over me. That's when I kinda "pushed" her to the other side of the couch. The couch is stain resistant, I'm not.

Anyway, she had passed out and I was getting tired, so I laid her on her side and went to bed. It had been a long time since I had to do the "let a drunk friend crash at my place" routine, hopefully it will be the last.