What’s funny is that my girlfriend didn’t like me drinking without her around, and i was going to be drinking tonight at the party. It’s funny, because the only time i drank this whole term was with her, but stories of my various semi-nude escapades and strip-tease lap-dancing get around, and make a girl jealous. But, what’s funny is that there’s nothing to be jealous of, because she’s the only girl i ever drank with and wound up dating. And the drunk part was inconsequential. And, yet, she was jealous. She couldn’t see that she was the only thing i liked, and then i went and broke up with her. To prove it, i guess.