Was this dude's intention to turn in for a solid night of couchsurfing, take up residency in the tender loving care-deprived confines of the proverbial dog house? If so, my condolences bro, cause you secured a solid spot on a plush leathery pillow of lonesomeness. We can all fairly suggest you didn't fail to accomplish that much. I sympathize with the fact that it must've been tough living up to the expectations of the unicorn and carriage ride through a snow-packed, mid-February Central Park ride she so longingly desired. BUT, this was not the next best step.