I woke up face down on my laptop with three windows open: itunes, chat roulette and redtube
it only took me 1 hour to write 8 pages. i'm never doing school work without adderall ever again.
Just checked an empty cooler on the flight to Notre Dame. You don't have to tell me you're jealous, I already know.
I poured myself a glass of chocolate chips at some point during the evening.
she bonged a coffee cause she was hungover. then she bonged a beer cause she got ambitious. then she barfed. then she had to start over again.
This text is addressed to sober me: getting drunk by yourself may have seemed like a Good idea at first bit it can tell you that it wasn't ad fun as you thought it would be
Ps your lap top bag is FULL of empty beets
Oh and I guess I added our cab driver on Facebook. He has "liked" every single one of my beach pictures. Kill me now.
I got back at him the only way I knew how, by hooking up with the guy he hates from their rival fraternity.
We had a weird moment. Mid-sex he started talking. It went along the lines of "I. FUCKING. LOVE.....this condom..."
She was touching herself and looking a shoes online. My debt is bad enough without bringing that hot mess into my life.
Either I'm too drunk or she gave me a hand job to the rhythm of jingle bells.
My goal this weekend is to get a number that goes with the penis I take him.
Aspirations
I have no idea, I usually just project my awkwardness out like a mating call until it draws other awkward members of the opposite sex out from the bushes
Its nights like last night that make me want to high five my liver.
Highlight of the day: got a bunch of drunks to sing baby shark.
Randomize
