I had a pretty relaxing weekend.
This strange girl came over. She has finished her Master's at Vanderbilt and I fucking kissed her.
I didn't want to at all.
The problem was that she had me locked in her apartment after I walked her home. She was really really drunk by the time she left. She was having a contest with Chris to see who could drink more. I really expected him to walk her home but she made me do it. Most likely, she's crazy enough to think that she came over and there were two guys here. She must have thought she would get the pick of the litter and has a thing for runts. I thought I was being nice by kissing her to get her out of my way but later determined that was an asshole move to make.
Chris, my room mate likes her though and is likely and able to pick her up. She's so smart, just really fucking weird. She told me that she once rode an airplane to see some friends, she had an ex boyfriend that lived in the area and she called him as well before she left to go there. He told her that if he saw her he would call the cops. I thought that was about enough for me.
On a brighter note. I did some calculus today and rode my bike. Here's the pedometer information. I'm gonna take a shower and light some candles and do a little physics.
http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=2242597 meh.