The Importance of Sea Otters & Sailor Jerry

So. These two things don't go together, that's what you're thinking. And they don't. But thanks to a certain sailor and a certain challange these two came together in a mess. A mess that I am still trying to make sense of and make better (idk if it can be made better... But maybe less worse).

What I remember:
An interesting afternoon. A stop at the liquor store. A stop at blockbuster. A stop at walmart. Back home. Watching an Alfred Hitchock movie. A stop at mcdonalds for dnner. Watching Failure to Launch. A channel change to Leno. The sea otter appears. The drinking commences. Watching Beerfest. Insert huge unknown gap of blackout time where I am functioning but have no idea what I am doing but keep drinking. Needing to vomit and persuaded to do so by my boyfriend. Kick him out of the bathroom saying "I don't need you to hold my hair back, I have a hairtie.". I am now vomiting, and completely ashamed.
BUT it keeps going.
Insert another blackout where idk how long I've been in the bathroom. Suddenly, am now on bathroom floor talking with my boyfriend. Insert another blackout. Suddenly I am face to face with my boyfriend telling him how much he and his happiness mean to me. Insert another blackoutm. And lastly, waking up at 830am very confused.

How I Feel:
Like crap. Like total crap and completely undeserving of the man I am lucky to be with. I hate that I can't recall a single word he said. I can see his lips moving but can't hear the words. I hate that I can't recall what started all this; however, he did tell me pieces of it. I hate, that I let myself get so out of hand drinking, emotionally and stomachally.

All day, I have been thinking of how to correct what I've unknowingly done. Because, I know me and I know how I can be when I'm that drunk. And he doesn't deserve to have that unleashed on him. And with what I've been thinking and feeling... I don't know where he is or how he is feeling about this.

But for now... I am a lonely female sea otter. Who is never going to drink 4/5ths of a bottle of Sailor Jerry.

Make a Move

Just a reminder this is ALL from my point of view. It is no reflection of my Swiss counterpart.

That being said....

I did the one thing you are not supposed to do when you find that person that you feel you shouldn't go without.
I moved away.
It's sad... In away. I moved, because I am sure that it is what is best, for now in the long run, for me. Is it best mine and his relationship? I'm not sure.
True, he and I have spent nearly everyday together up until recently... And even in our short time apart I know I missed him... Ok, I more than missed him, I really missed him; I really hated being away from him.
But again, this move I made was best for me. I think...
I hated my previous job, and this new one came along but required a move. So, thinking rather selfishly, for once; I took it. I discussed it with him, my faimly and some friends... And no one disagreed. Everyone, for once, wanted what was best for me.
Which, by the by is one of the best feelings I ever had from a group of people.
And admittedly, once he ges back to Switzerland... Just, this time away from him is like seperation bootcamp. I will come out more prepared for his leaving? And our relationship will be stronger, right?
So here it is two weeks into my new job and my move. My home is coming together. And I miss him like crazy. Everyday.

Greetings!

The most simple way to start this off, is by introductions and a little back story.

Me:
Female, 25, college graduate, currently employed, about to venture out on my own (again)

Him:
Male, 27, soon to be college graduate, Swiss born and raised (Americanized for 13 or so years), about to leave the country in Jan. to head back to Switzerland.

Us:
Dating since July, spend tons of time together, way too much in common, kinda nerdy, pretty complicated.

That being said... Hopefully you get the picture of the set up. And thus we can continue on to the next step... ADVENTURES.