Things I find upon waking: a gay man, a straight girl both clad in web bathing suits, a full bathtub, an empyt bottle of jamesons at the bottom and a scuba mask
I'm saving my limes so I'll know how many drinks I've had.
I do the same thing, but I use ice cubes.
Bar closing I am hiding in the bathroom. do you think anyone will find me?
sounds like you fell off the wagon.
fuck falling off. at this point, the wagon is a dot on the horizon.
I'm about to enter vancouver's biggest liquor store. I feel like I should sent you a "wish you were here" postcard.
I just wiped my face with a slice of bread. Lowest point of the night.
dinner is belligerent. she just poured the rest of the pitcher of margaritas into a take home box. people are staring.
whatever buzz i had immediately ended when i saw her run through a sliding glass door
How did it go last night?
Woke up head half shaved and a burrito? So good and bad?
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
She bought my penis dinner and beer last night. Her words
I'm going to sing sad and lonely Barbra Streisand songs at the top of my lungs if you don't get here soon
Listen you let me know what you're doing after drinking rum punch all morning
i saw way too much penis for that to have been a funeral
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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