Picked up this HB. Called her up a couple days later to make a date. She tells me that she already has plans but she'll see if she can cancel. With my expirence with women's bull****, I wasn't expecting her to call back, let alone cancel her plans. Sure enough she calls me back and tells me she canceled. I'm thinking this is a great sign of things to come. I pick her up, were having great conversation, I'm making her crack up left and right. Now this is where it starts to get interesting. She starts to drink, 4 beers later she is toasted out her god damn mind. I'm thinking everything is going smooth right about now. She excuses herself to the bathroom, after 8 minutes of waiting I decide to look for her. I see her talking to some guy, so I hand her her purse and tell were leaving. She just says ok, so I try to save face by walking away, calling my friend and waiting for her to finish up her whoring. I hear her tell the guy to call her as she's leaving. Right then as we were walking together, I erased her number out of my phone infront of her. She was way to drunk to notice. So here let me break down a long story. Driving back home, she throws up in my car, I get seriously pissed off. I drop her of at her place. I'm about to leave when she decides to come back out for whatever reason. We talk, she cries, I council her.I'm a sucker so I tell her to give me her number again. As a closer, I told her all she was getting was a peck on the cheek tonight. I go in for the peck and she tries to french me. But I wasn't gonna let that go down when she just threw up half an hour before. Turns out she gave me a fake number. Not that I cared much by that point anyways. This morning I get a 2 minute long voice mail from her telling me how very sorry she was for last night blah blah blah. And for me to call her back if I wanted to......What in the hell is going on? I'm thinking she has some serious emotional problems?