Soo last Friday night was quite typical for me. Got super drunk and started creeping. My friend said I successfully got rejected by 8 girls. At least 3 of which I hit on more than once but approached them as if we’d never met. Finally, I found some chick in my own league. She was pushing 40 and me being ten years younger gave me a fighting chance. I told my friend to bail cause I thought I might get lucky. Things were going well until I got really sloppy and tried to get too touchy feely. Of course she got turned off and wasn’t down. So, I cabbed home, which I didn’t realize was 30 miles away, cussed out the cabbie cause I thought he was robbing me which he clearly wasn’t, stumbled upstairs and passed out on my futon…HOLYHANGOVER