Girlfriend was sick on New Years and we were playing a house party. Got snoggered on gin and tonics and hooked up with the girl who owned the house. We were both beyond the point that we cared that our ridiculously loud lovemaking was louder than the music, thus becoming the focus of much humor to the 60 some odd people left at the party.
Less amused was the aforementioned girlfriend who came to the party anyway because she wanted to be with me into the new year. I didn't find out until the next day when I gave her a "hey, what's up, you missed a great party" call.
This was probably 19 and 84. She wrote and recorded three separate songs about what an asshole I am. Rightfully so.
This is the only thing I've ever done in my life that I feel guilty about.
Edit: I went to high school with a chick who wound up on a major soap opera. In school, though ver nice, was a bit of a thespian prima donna who had her own dressing room. Finding the door unlocked, I snuck inside and, to crack up my buddies, huffed her underpants. Of course, at this point she was standing in the doorway horrified, my friends long gone.
She has since written and directed several films, one of which won Sundance. I often wonder if she remembers my loser self and my horribly embarrassing schenanigan. Guilty thing #2
Howdja get busted.
41Robert Anton Wilson wrote:The totally convinced and the totally stupid have too much in common for the resemblance to be accidental