so busted
I have a little problem.

After we left the bar on Thursday night, Mr. Maine and I sat on my couch, talking for what seemed like forever. This is not the problem. The problem is that I can't remember a single word of what was said. I think this is because:

1. I was a little more drunk than I thought. Although I didn't feel that drunk, over the course of a few hours, I'd had 4 beers, a buttery nipple, and a tequila shot.

2. The entire time, I was thinking, "When in the hell is he going to kiss me?" instead of really focusing on the conversation. We honestly were sitting there for a truly long time.

And so when, after Mr. Maine asked me Friday night what my parents did, and I said, "And yours?" there was a pause before he told me what his dad did and said with a smile, "Which you would remember if you'd been paying attention last night." I vaguely remembered something about an ENT, now that he mentioned it. But the fact that I hadn't remembered off the top of my head worried me. This was the first clue I had that the entire conversation was pretty much gone from my memory.

Now we have a major problem. Mr. Maine sent me an email last night with a picture attached. His comment was, "Look at this photo and tell me if you recognize anyone (you should be able to ID two of the 'people' in the picture)." I took one look at the picture and thought, "Oh shit. Now how am I going to get out of this one?"

The picture is of two Chinese kids with someone in a gorilla suit and another person in a chicken suit. All four are holding badmitten rackets.

Is this something we talked about Thursday night?

Hell if I know. I can only assume it is. I stared at the picture, wondering, "Is he going to be upset when he realizes I only vaguely recall our conversation?" If he thought of it as a bonding experience, it surely can't be helpful that everything he said is going to need repeating.

I wrote back:
As for the picture, oh man, I'm so totally busted. BUT -- BUT! I thought, "I should send Mr. Maine a picture in return." I couldn't decide which picture, though, so you get your choice of:
1. A fish at the Baltimore aquarium; or
2. Me a few hours after taking the LSAT.

I attached the two referenced pictures and sandwiched this part of the email-- the bad news, Oh, by the way, I clearly don't know what the hell this picture is about, even though you seemed to think it would make me laugh part-- in between two other funny parts. To make it less important, you know?

Result? He hasn't emailed me back yet.

I have a feeling I'm in trouble for this one.