This evening, I ran up to shove laundry into the washer and ran into him on his way out, drunk as a lord. We chatted a bit, got laundry started, and then on the way back down he 'happened' to be on the stairs and asked if I wanted to smoke. So okay, we smoke a bit, then he invites me up to his place. And asks me to have a seat and hang out- do you want a drink, yadda yadda. And my stomach, unfortunately, chooses this moment to say 'to the bathroom. NOW.'
See, I have the stomach flu that's been running around, yay. Of course I have stomach flu, I'm getting on a plane tomorrow.
Sigh.
He was really concerned that I was feeling like he was coming on too strong, I could tell that- he did apologize 'if I made you feel weird or anything'.
Obviously, I will have to invite him to the New Year's party, and make sure he knows that no, he didn't make me feel awkward- I was just really feeling crappy.
