
I went back through my phone records and realized I had gotten people mixed up. Instead of inviting the hot nice guy I invited Gareth! In a panic I called who I thought was the hot, nice guy to see what he was doing that weekend. Instead I got ahold of Putty from Seinfeld and he wasn't free that weekend -- he had plans with someone else and the best I could get was brunch with him on Sunday.
Confused as to what happened to hot, nice guy I tried kicking Gareth out of my apartment. He was surly, apparently drunk, and making a mess of stuff. There was no way I was going to ditch him without hurting his feelings and I was really stressed out about it.
Luckily my cell phone woke me up.
It was the hot, nice guy.
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