Last night is one of those stories you hear about on 20/20 right after they make a law banning 90% if what I did.
first time Ive ever had to stop sex to go pass out in the kitchen floor...
The only pictures he has from one of the biggest football weekends is an album titled "I miss my dog" filled with tons of pictures of his dog and him. This relationship must end.
They are providing beer and having a margarita machine. This cannot be passed up.
We ran out of toilet paper the last week, so we just took showers to pee
we hooked up. but it was that weird mix of getting naked and watching Balto that made it so awesome.
Our kitchen sink faucet is leaking, so I set a pitcher under it to catch water for Kool-Aid tomorrow rather than turn on the faucet. The environment owes me.
He said I was trying to make the bouncer dance with me AS he was throwing me out
I saw him walking to campus with his beer in his hand in the same sweats he wore walking to campus with a beer in his hand yesterday.
Last thing i remember is pounding jager and puking in that nerds george foreman grill. Then i wake up this morning with some random tooth brush in my mouth
I'm just going to lay in a blanket cocoon of self pity for the next few months.
New Serial podcast is out. We can listen to it tonight instead of having sex.
I miss my teeeeeeeeth. They're in a bag in my hand.
It's official. I have spent more money on weed than on textbooks this semester.
The fact that a spice girls song is stuck in my head is a great sign that my decisions aren't the right ones at the moment...
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