Home at Last

Wee! Time for an update. I finally got back home, and I got to see all of my friends here that I haven't seen for almost 3 months. The first place I went upon my return was the Coffee Klatsch (local coffee shop) and I got about 8 hugs from the people that were there. I never imagined I would be as missed as I was. It was good to be home, I thought. I found out that my friends who were dating broke up with each other about a week and a half before my return, which kind of sucked, and the male was quite distraught. It wasn't about the breakup, however. It was about a conversation the two had a few days afterwards. The female was obviously angry and confused, being as the breakup came somewhat out of the blue to her. She told him that "He didn't care" about her, and that phrase is the one thing that will hurt him more than anything else. So I spent about 2 hours that night making him feel better. I managed to make him come back in the Klatsch, which at the beginning he refused to do being as the female was in there, so that was a plus. After a while, the male and his new psuedo-ish girlfriend went home, and myself, Tony and his two girlfriends, and the female all went to Tony's house to drink some wine. We had consumed about 2 bottles of wine between the 5 of us before we decided to stop and start going to bed. Now, Tony and his two girlfriends went to bed leaving me and the aforementioned female alone. I like this girl, and I can tell that she likes me (at least a little bit). I start flirting, she was receptive, we start making out, and eventually things were to the point where sex was only a question away. At this point we had not been drinking for about an hour and a half to two hours, so I knew that no alcohol was inhibiting decision making skills (I can't stand taking advantage of a drunk woman). So I ask, she agrees, and we defile almost the entirety of Tony's bathroom (which he was slightly annoyed by in the morning). The problem I now have is that of my desire for a relationship. She lives in the Twin Cities, and I live in Fargo. That's a 3 hour drive. If I wanted, I could have a relationship with her, but I know how long-distance relationships work. The don't. I already have a friendship established with this girl, and having sex may make things a little weird. I really don't want that to happen, and pretty much the only way to avoid that is to begin a relationship. Don't get me wrong, I'd be more than willing to drive 3 hours every weekend to spend time with her. But the whole thing with all the pretty girls in Fargo for me to look at and all the pretty boys in the Twin Cities for her to look at causes much unneccessary temptation. Oh well...I'll figure this problem out later. I've got an Everclear concert that I'm going to tonight to take my mind off things. Woot! And with that, I'm done. Adieu. Josh