I'm kind of hungover so I'm going to keep this short.
NO. I DID NOT GET LAID.
But, oddly enough, I still had a good time.
Is he gay? Impotent? Asexual? Am I repulsive? Why am I so bothered?
More later when my brain cells have untangled themselves. In the meantime, I'm diving into a sea of chemical intervention and going back to bed.