girl's night and drunk texts

Is there anything better than girl's night with your friends? Last night It Girl and Mrs. Newlywed came over to my place. We got a pizza and decided to open a bottle of wine while watching the Hangover. Well, 3 hours 3 bottles of wine and 1 bottle of champagne later, I was hurting. We ended up talking more than watching the movie. It’s so fun to just have a few drinks and chat with friends. There’s something very relaxing, fun, and exciting about it. We chatted about my inability to have a relationship, and about my interest in the (hopefully only momentarily) unattainable Marine. We talked about the going-ons in their own lives too. It was just a fun therapy session. I got hammered though, so I probably couldn’t repeat a lot of what I said if I wanted to. I know that I was texting back and forth with ATC for a bit. We’ve been talking a lot lately. He wants to hang out soon, but I told him I can’t hang out until after the Marine deploys. I suppose I could have hung out while the Marine was in Dallas. But, you’d better believe that I’m not making plans with anyone else during his last couple of days while he’s here. I drunk texted him last night too. I’m a horrible drunk texter. It’s one of my bad habits. But, I felt the need to talk to him, so I texted. It was just a “Hey! This is officially a drunk dial! Hope you’re having a great night too!!” He didn’t respond, so I tried not to read into that. He was probably out with his friends or something. It’s ok. I didn’t mind the non-response, as long as he wasn’t mad that I texted in the first place. (Why am I SOOOO horrible at giving someone space??) Besides, I had my flirty back and forth with ATC going on to distract me. Well, then around 10, I got sick. I ended up lying on the floor by the toilet for a couple hours. (EW!) Apparently I texted him again that I was sick. I actually don’t remember doing that. But, the phone log indicated that I did. Apparently I thought that would make me feel better. Maybe it did. I really couldn’t tell you at this point. Well, I eventually made it to my bed and passed out. At 1:30am I got a text from the Marine. “Are you ok??” Picture me lying in bed on my back in my clothes, holding my teddy bear and now grinning from ear to ear that he wrote to me. And yes, I’m still wasted. So I wrote back that I probably drank enough for all of 2010, but that I was ok. He responded that he’d gone to bed early and woke up and saw my texts. And that he was going back to bed and to not do anything he wouldn’t do. (That doesn’t place many restrictions, cause he’s kind of crazy) So I responded that I was already tucked safely in bed and that I was just going to sleep. I think it’s so cute he responded and was worried about me. Only 2 more nights and then he’s back in California. I can’t wait to see him! No more drunk texts though. I’ve decided I’m not going to text him happy New Year tonight. Unless he writes to me first. The old me would have texted him at 10pm (Dallas’s new years). But, that just seems crazy and way too thoughtful. At this point anyway. Maybe if we’d been dating for longer or something. I just need to wait it out, and I’ll tell him happy New Year when I see him in a couple days or when I talk to him if he calls tomorrow about whether or not I’m going to pick him and his mom up from the airport. I can’t wait to see him!!! Have I said that yet?