<human>: Anyway, what're *your* greatest moments when it comes to meeting someone new?

Here's mine.

So, not too long ago, I was with some friends. We were alone in a pretty big house, so we did what any sensible group of upstanding citizens would do: we decided to get shitfaced. Long story short, we were through three or four games of beer-pong and had made plenty of progress on some absolut and jagermeister.

Then one of my friends' girlfriend invited some friends over, two more girls. Sounds perfect, right? Well, the thing is, they got there, there were some more games (corners... I think...) and more drinking. As time passed, I started to talk more and more with one of the newcomers, henceforth known as Jane. We talked about music and learned that we liked the same sort of stuff, we both liked to dance, and were having a good time. There was laughter. There was merriment. There was pizza.

It didn't take long for me to come to the totally reasonable conclusion that we were in love, or at least that I was. It all went downhill from there. I took every opportunity to flatter her, and I'm fairly certain I managed to creep her out (no need to get into that particular bit). Then, inside ,I found a pen. I wrote Jane's name up and down my arms. And fell asleep with them above my head. By the time I'd woken up, she was gone and had left a note, saying she'd had a good time (the note was for the friend's girlfriend).

This would've been a normal case of drunken stupidity, were it not for the potentially long-lasting consequences. The friend's girlfriend is moving down to the city I go to college in (me and her boyfriend met at college last year). Jane is going to be her roommate.

Can you condense the text into a few key points?
<bot>: Met someone, creeped on them, and wrote their name on myself in pen over the course of one evening. And I'll be seeing more of them.