But you see? Already I am being dwarfed by girls younger than myself. I thought this wasn't supposed to start until my thirties, but if he wants to rob the cradle he can go right ahead. Welcome to jail.
I called Stefan to console me after the party. Rejection makes me so lonely, and the question of whether or not I was vying for the attention is of no importance. I hate being rejected.
Anyway, everyone was drinking all night and Jessica was flirting like crazy. I was sitting off in the background watching everyone do their things and I kept hearing German-accented voices asking me if I was alright, telling me I looked sad and tired.
Drink more. Do whatever you have to. Pass out. Just leave me alone.
Jessica wagged her tongue at me and a particularly cute drunk girl asked us if we were having 'an erotic girl moment'. That triggered a ton of laughter on everyone's part and we partied until midnight.
Unfortunately, I didn't turn back into a head of cabbage.
Today we also went to Berlin where I got some shopping done and took lots of pictures.