i'm not a human right now. not even a dancer.
the star wars geek is hitting on me, and is talking about his lightsaber. need back up NOW
Glad I put on jeans. You could measure my ass sweat with a rain guage.
epic walk of shame this morning involving 2 subway transfers. I need to start sexing locally.
The parties out here are fucking awesome and I've got the grades to prove it.
It's like my work doesn't even care about margarita mondays.
we saw a llama on the side of the road. That's when we knew everything was going to be alright.
all you kept saying from the spare room was "can you bring me a puke bowl...and the cat"
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
i almost set my kitchen on fire last night. homecoming week is getting the best of me
the most drunk i have ever been? possibly. the most drunk i have ever been on a monday? definently.
i'll just tell him I slept with them both because we needed to compare notes
There is a literally infinite number of spliffs going around this table.
Delicious
I feel like I'm at a sushi bar with a spliff belt.
I don't think I used nearly enough fucks in my reply to convey the level of fuck him.
I just woke up, dressed as Chris Brown, with a bunless hot dog (presumably from 7/11) in my pocket, wearing a pair of shoes I don't recognize as my own. Help.
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