Tonight was the JCR Bop, and for it to be a bigger success than last year, I had to:
a) not lose my jumper, and
b) not have the most awkward hook-up of my life.
It is 12:40am, I've succeeded at both objectives, and I'm back in my room with my kitchen and bathroom locked so that everyone who stumbles into the MCR by mistake will only puke on the landings and not in my fridge or shampoo. Really, all I had to do to pull this off was to stay fully clothed all night, but it worked and I'm un poco proud of myself.