eek
...aside from arguing with my elderly grandmother about the existence of dinosaurs (damn Christian fundamentalists trying to ruin mine and my brother's fun at the Natural History Museum by their applying a total lack of logic), and attending a Young Tory Party party for money (see www.b3ta.com/questions/hell/post325589 ), the single worst thing I have ever done is:

getting very drunk at an Oxford college visiting a vague friend, realising I had nowhere to crash and no way home, picking out a likely looking innocent from the crowd, promising mischief and bawdiness, stealing his keys, locking him out of his room, making him walk me to the bus station in the morning, stealing money for tea, promising to email him, throwing up on the scrap of paper with the email address once I reached Victoria.

As a woman who prides herself on treating all her conquests with respect and enjoying the company of men as much as women, I am deeply, deeply ashamed by this, as this poor young man was clearly gagging for it, and I probably led him up a path of lousy, mean women. Poor lad.

I still feel terrible.
(niceandwarmandhot vive la résistance, Thu 11 Dec 2008, 14:10, Reply)