Filter Fail

So, you know that filter between your brain and your mouth that tends to break down when under pressure?  Mine broke just now.  You see, I am having an affair with my model-hot boyfriend and when he and I were having raunchy sex I called out the name of the guy I cheated on him with.  Haha, not.

Actually my friends and I were playing Catchphrase and I had to get them to guess the phrase "make out."  Of course, the first thing that popped into my head was that one of my friends, Alice, had just gotten the ball rolling with another one of my friends, Chad, and had done the exact same thing last night.  So, what does my mouth go and say?

"Alice and Chad did this last night!"

And, of course, Kyle (who's a girl, fyi) yells out "MAKE OUT!", informing the other 5 participants of the circle what had happened there.  Needless to say, Alice is probably royally pissed at me and I feel pretty frickin' bad for letting her secret out.  I'm hiding in my room now.  Baaaaaaaaaka.

I head home tomorrow, and still have a shit-ton of packing to do.  I'm trying really hard to pare down how much clothes I have, but it's still freaking ridiculous how much stuff I have accumulated.  And organizing which things go home, which stay here, and which have to go in which storage bins is even worse.  Excuse me while I go call the wambulance.

Ah, well, happy ending.  Alica and Kyle just burst in here.  Alice promptly yelled "FUCK YOU!" with a smile on her face so I knew I was forgiven.  Too bad I was so relieved I started crying and worried them half to death.  But Kyle ran and got me a Kleenex.  I love having friends.