So, here's my dilema: Again: I went over, he made dinner, and we ate with another couple.  I had fun, I drank, we watched a crappy ass movie, we went to bed, I puked, we made love, we went to sleep. After...he is avoiding me. I am afraid he hates me, for some reason or another. I wish I could stop caring about all of this. I wish I had Joe here with me. I need a good, level-headed friend right now