Ok so here's my story: I was in a 3 month slump this past fall. My buddies and I had always joked around about Grace's slumpbuster strategy, and always joked about doing it, so I thought I'd give it a shot. Through a lot of drinking, I decided (and was convinced by my friends) that it was the ideal plan. My fraternity was hosting a little party for an unnamed sorority that turned into a sloppy dance party. I was pretty wasted. I started talking to a really cute girl and we chatted for about half an hour. After hearing the phrase "Oh yeah, my boyfriend blah blah..." I excused myself and proceeded to hit up the dance floor, except we were in a small room. Although it was candlelit and dim, she could clearly see me. Yet, I was on some stupid mission. Meanwhile, some girl started grinding on me, so I just decided to go for it, but I couldn't see what she looked like (oops). After maybe half an hour I went home with her and we got acquainted. Then I got home. She really wasn't UGLY, but definitely not up to normal standards, haha. There are a few things to note -- I'll try to stay appropriate: 1. For the first time of going out in my life, I didn't have any protection with me. I had to "borrow" from her roommate's drawer and the only size was XL. (It actually worked out ok, but talk about a way to potentially prolong a slump!) 2. The night of the slumpbust, a family friend (21 year old son of one of my dad's childhood friends, who I had met once in my life) had a layover in Chicago after a flight was heavily delayed. He works as a bartender so I invited him over to the party. He wanted to mix drinks. Only after a drunken night of going on about how I was going to bust out of my slump, asking him if he would work it out with the bustee in question and other utterances (including if he ever ended a slump with a girl, what it was like to have a female roommate, etc) I found out that he was gay. Way to embarrass myself and make him uncomfortable! 3. Apparently (because I don't remember), I announced my "comeback" throughout my entire hallway at 2:30 am, waking up many and bringing them out into the hallway. 4. After the bustee and I "met", I got the "You know.. I really like you..." speech before running out of there! Immediately outside of her door, I ran into a freshman girl who it was my job to advise during the academic year. She had "heard the whole thing". Funny story maybe, but needless to say, I will never try to end a slump in that manner ever again!