am i at home because theres a dig starrrrring at me and i dont know wit plus i haer sirens. run fast.
soo according to the calendar on my phone, I'm 5 minutes late to have sex with that guy from work. Apparently we planned this, I even set an alarm.
so thats when we found her crawling hands and knees up first street singing hold me closer tony danza as loud as she could
did she say where she was going
apparently she thought she was on morton hill and was trying to go back to the bars
We just stood on the porch wondering how you managed to puke up a whole piece of bologna
well hello there hangover. fancy meeting you here on this BRIGHT thursday morning.
Awkward interaction of the day: Staring at some guy trying out if he is or is not the guy that woke me up yesterday by getting arrested in front of my apartment.
dinner is belligerent. she just poured the rest of the pitcher of margaritas into a take home box. people are staring.
Beware of calls from Dad. I just had a longer than I would care to admit convo about the ididarod. Apparently it starts tomorrow.
The waitress bought us a round. She said if anyone could do 52 margarita mondays in a row, it was us.
BTW, it's bullshit to say that not doing a shot is unpatriotic. You know how I fall for that.
The worst thing about it is now I have to find someone else to fuck in the library.
I keep jumping up and down in front of the mirror naked. The only motivation I would be to stop and put clothes on is if you come over. Hurry.
Stop calling me, Mom. I'm in his closet. You're gonna blow my cover and I'm about to catch this lying SOB.
Is there any chance of you maybe wanting a bouncy house at your wedding. Like maybe a .0001 chance. If so I would totally chip in for that.
She won't let me meet her hot new boy toy just because she thinks it'll lead to us having a threesome. It's not fair. I thought we were friends...
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