updates, updates

So now that everyone's settled into the post-New Year's groove, I figured I should update any of the outstanding stories from our night on the town in Montreal. Let's start with my dear roomie, Megs, and the situation with Martin. I must admit, I was shocked to find that Paul's buddy had somehow worked his way into Meg's bed, but as it turns out, there's more to the story than I would have thought.

Apparently the two of them met up at the pizza place around 3am or so and the two got to talking. They came home, found Paul passed out on the floor (he had fallen off the couch), and then decided to hit the sack. Martin was complaining about having to sleep on the floor again, so Megs offered to let him sleep on her bed, overtop the covers, etc as long as he respected the personal space thing. He agreed, but gradually tried to get closer and closer, playing with her hair a bit and muttering some barely coherent broken phrases in French. So Megs decides that enough is enough and takes off, leaving Martin alone in the room. In fact, she goes off to share the futon mattress with Derek in the other room. Same ground rules applied and Derek was a gentleman about it.

So here's where it starts getting weird. Megs and Derek can hear Martin going back and forth, back and forth before resettling on the floor of Meg's room. Meg decides she'll risk going back to her room because Martin must be trying to make amends at this point. So she goes back to her room and, sure enough, he's curled up on the floor. She gets back into bed to find that IT'S WET!!! Yes, you read that correctly: Martin wet Meg's bed. I guess someone needs to advise that boy to pick up some Depends the next time he decides to get blasted at a bar! Poor Megs. I feel so sorry for her. I have no clue how I would react.

Truth be told, any other events (like my roommate's sister gettin' it on with her boyfriend in our laundry room) pale in comparison, so I'm just going to leave it at that. Happy New Year! Looks like 2006 will be a heck of a year!