well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
I showered today. Officially upgrading myself to useless.
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
I hope he doesn't find the chex mix when he takes my shirt off.
I think he just gave me the 'I used to sleep with your sister' discount
apparently putting your t-shirt on your head with a bottle of captain and telling girls your the pirate king of tallahassee doesn't work
As i was laying there shouting that he dislocated my hip he actually reached his armed around and patted himself on the back
Oh god now he thinks I'm into him because I've been staring at him trying to figure out what animal he looked like
just woke up and currently drinking copious amounts of eggnog straight from the carton to replenish the electrolytes lost last night
I was apparently the best non-Irish person at the party. I wore my skating dress, Austrian flag and a giant shamrock. Everyone is calling me "30 Shots Girl".
If you fold the laundry; booze and orgasms on me.
She was cute in her own little way. Shit, free taco's makes anyone hot.
I should never have to text my best friend asking if she eloped again last night.
It's dangerous to be this horny at work. I'm gonna stain my desk chair
I'm too horny to sleep. I need some violent sex to wind me down.
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