Last night could end up to be mega shit. Double Southern Comforts and coke from 3 o clock in the afternoon, 3 at a time usually. Playing pool, on the quiz machines and such forth, having a laugh. Then everyone went outside for a fag or to the bar or something, me and this fit 18 year old from my office. She started hanging on to me and stuff. Then she just stared at me, and I thought "Do I kiss her. She's mega fit, what if she says no and you look like a twat" People came back over so she moved, then like 5 minutes later whispered to me "so you didn't want to kiss me?" So then I got up and suggested she came outside. So we went outside the pub, and she asked the same thing. so I replied, "Of course I do Kate". Thing is, her name is Lisa, and Kate is the other girl in my office. Managed to blag her that I said "Of course I do, OK" and started getting off with her. She suggests we go back to hers in a bit, so I obviously agree, she's mint like. Then like 5 minutes later, I called her Kate again. She just stormed off. She's blatantly gonna tell Kate that I said her name when I was with Lisa. So Kate'll be like wtf, Lisa will be like wtf, I feel ill from too much Southern Comfort, and I have a killer deadline this week. Anyone else had bad times at xmas parties?