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Ah, so how was everyone's New Years? Unfortunetly, my fail-proof plan for a drama-free New Years sort of disintegrated. I was planning on just going to my friend's house, watching the Cartoon Network marathon, and generally having a fun fun party event. However, my ex's party ended up being cancelled for poor attendance (hehe), and one of my friends who was going to go there ended up going with me instead, keep in mind that this friend was of the girl persuasion. Well, I knew that this chick had been wanting to get in my pants for a while, but I figured "Oh, that won't be a problem. I'm sure there will be some more attractive guy there that she'll latch onto and leave me free from her silliness." This silliness being that she is almost 3 years younger than I and has some mental problems. The unpleasant kind. Anyhow, everything starts off fine, as it always does, but after a while our old friend keeps hittin' the beer reserves and gets royally tanked. Hurrah. Now, she decides that it would be a great idea to try and hit on me by literally hitting me. Then progressing to biting. This is why I have now decided to never, EVER so much as talk to a girl under 18 again. So, eventually my friend Thayne comes over unexpectedly, which is a relief. I get drug to the 7-11 to pick up cigarettes with bite-girl, and after we get back, she swipes the keys and literally pegs me down and starts trying to screw me. This is unacceptible. See, I'm a patient kind of guy, but after a while anyone has their breaking point, so after her practically assaulting me for 10 mintues, I finally get the keys off her and manage to drag her drunk self back into the party. Apparently she either decides I'm not good huntin' ground anymore or wants to attempt another puerile ruse to get at me, so she starts hitting Thayne. Or was it hitting ON Thayne? No, it was BOTH. This lasts about 10 minutes before she goes to the bathroom and Thayne goes out the door. Literally, this chick scared him out of the party. So now I'm back to being assailed, and eventually after deciding that enough is more than enough, I tell her to get her crap I'm driving her home. Then, in the car, the waterworks cry. Now I really do feel bad for this girl, she's got a sucky home life and has had some jerk-off boyfriends in the past, but CROM'S BONES! She absolutely refuses to leave me alone and keeps hassling me to not take her home. What the crap am I supposed to do? I'm not going to have some little girl trying to jump my junk all night long, so although I empathize with her I drive her home and leave her. Problem solved, right? Wrong. She drunkenly calls me not once, but TWICE, originally apologizing but then going off on how I don't "understand where she's coming from" and all that sort of bollocks. Ugh. After call #2 I turned the telephone off. So now I look like I got assaulted by piranhas, I'm tired, and my drama-free night was fairly shot, all because I refused to take advantage of a drunk girl who has sex with guys as a substitute for human bonding. So I ask you, fair readers, do I have a sign stapled on my back that says "Hey insane girls! JUMP MY JUNK?" because some days it certainly seems so. I've got to stop trying to be nice.