The only downside so far to having a guy roommate is that when he's doing a walmart run, I just can't bring myself to ask him to pick up a pregnancy test for me. I feel like that's just too much too soon.
So I've been to the library twice so far. Both times were for the atm, and once I was stoned. Junior year is going great.
Its that time of week again, Bad life decision wednesday
omg. MEgabus. stoned.
Theres these two guys talking.
Just come get me. Somewhere there's hobo that's going to want his dumpster back, and I kinda want to be gone when he discovers the vomit.
It's all fun and games until some random starts jerking it on the deck.
It's just unfortunate. She's a 28 year old woman who looks as if a pelican and ET had a baby. With braces.
It's fucking New Year's. I can be soberish in 2013 after tonight. It's like the 30 years of grey area between Jesus' birth and death.
Pictures of drunk me in a bike helmet are like McDonald's collectible toys. There's sooo many, but NO ONE has seen all of them.
How do I ask where the Jello shot cups are at Walmart without sounding like white trash?
It's a good thing my liver is flexible because a lesser man would be dead
I threw up through my nose tonight. Happy cinco de mayo
Oh? I just remember dropping coins and trying to give the manager change to let me back into the bar.
Oh Jesus our whore days are numbered
Totally writing my paper on the toilet. Makes me miss you.
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