Due Explaination

So, yeah. At this point last night I had (side-note: I tried to type the contracted form of "I had", but the apostrophe key seems to be pulling up the search function on Firefox instead of printing an apostrophe. Weird. Rebooting my computer has not stopped this. Also my arrow keys are not responsive, I have to use the mouse to navigate the text) just gotten into Edna"s door, with no idea of the excitement I was to have. "Who is this Edna?", many of my readership will be asking. Edna was a complete unknown to me until last night. I was introduced to her by a pair of accquiantances, who have asked to remain nameless for the duration of their time here in Canada (it was they, a man and a woman, who so rudely awoke me Saturday morning, with suggestions that the three of us dine together. After terse words, I agreed, on the condition that the man buy my food), and I would want to remain annonymous too if I had friends as cool as Edna. If their privacy was breached they would no doubt be innundated with requests from all over Waterloo to "hang" at Edna"s. At any rate, Edna, being a host on par with the good Mr. Leushuis, drove us out to get mixer, and freely gave us her vodka before we mentioned that we had 26 ounces of Stoly in her freezer that we were planning on sharing with her. This woman in amazing. Her boyfriend(?) Matt was a nice guy too. Nicer still given the circumstances to follow. To make a long story short, we all got nice and shithoused. Some of us more than others: The girl I had traveled with to meet Edna consumed an entire bottle of wine...in half an hour. This was the first time she'd had anything approaching that much to drink. It was at this point that she and Edna began making out, and boy oh boy was it good times. The only thing I like better tha watching two girls make out, it watching two girls make out on top of me, and given my unwashed and bush-beard growing state, that was not a probable outcome for the evening. However, Edna didn't stop there. This was a gathering of about 10 people, and only me, my male travelling companion, and Matt had penises. However, even though Edna was sucking face with every girl there, it didn't (hey, who else just noticed that my apostrophe is suddenly working?) come off as...really really slutty, which is how it probably seems as I write this. I was strange, maybe just the Stoly, but she just sort of seemed to be passing the time somehow. I don't know. She and the other girls were enjoying themselves, but it didn't seem to matter that Edna would be ontop of someone else 30 seconds later. Why can't I do that? Maybe Edna can give me lessons. At any rate, my BAC increased and increased, until it reached threshold and I threw up in Edna's kitchen sink. This provided some time for me to talk with my female travelling companion who had been slumped over it for the past hour. When I returned to the living room DJ Shadow had stopped, and ben replaced by some very nice solo piano. It was a recording of Edna. I asked what it was for, and she told me, but I've forgotten (Those who know me well will understand that the only thing keeping my eyes open at this stage of drunkenness was the music). Let's recap on Edna for a second: She has her own appartment, let's total strangers come there with her friends and offers them good music and good drink, and she's hella-gorgeous. Seriously, Edna is one of the most attractive people I've met, and given her small stature she easily possesses the most attractiveness per ounce. Well, shorttly after the conclusion of Edna's piano I slipped off into dream-land on the couch. My travelling companions slept together on the floor, and neither of them had an enjoyable rest. I woke up with a hangover, my own fault for a) not chasing with water as I have been doing lately, and b) not drinking any water before I passed out. To remedy this situation, shambled over to Edna's sink (mysteriously vomit free) and drank half a litre of water. I went back to the couch and laid down to go back to sleep. Unfortunately, I forgot to take out my ponytail before I passed out, and thus it bruised the back of my head as I slept. I tried to sleep on my stomach, got up 0 minutes later, and vomitted all the water into Edna's sink, loudly enough to wake my companions (and probably anyone else there, but I think they were already up). They collected themselves, and we left. I got back to my room around 10, fell onto my bed, and didn't move until 3. my circadian rythms are fucked.