We video chatted for almost two hours. But I woke up with puke on my keyboard. The question of the day: were we still chatting when I vommed? No idea.
He's a firefighter, who has his own band. I'm pregnant just thinking about him.
If we don't get kicked out of this hotel tonight for fucking too loud we're breaking up
I am going to get arrested. I am yelling fuck repeatedly, wearing a Bird jersey and polka dot pants while pounding wine. Amazing mug shot to follow.
I feel like a need a fire hose to wash off what I did last night
look up what dreaming that you're in a lesbian relationship with a manatee means.
Oh god the guy I took underwear from at the bar is trying to add me as a friend on facebook now.
Oh and my new excuse for not being able to hook up is cholera, feel free to use it
I just want him to come back from NOLA alive, without an arrest record or stripper glitter on his clothes...
Those seems like unreasonable expectations for a bachelor party honestly...
If you've never been partying there before, take Shae with you. Drunk Shae is like a GPS. She found us the only bottle shop still open at four, a pot dealer, and told us all which subway to take to get home. She'd never been to Madrid before. It was awesome.
No amount of beer will make me feel better about this. It's time for Emergency Whisky
It's the 30 sec rule.... the worst that could happen is I could die
He makes bad life choices and drives a wagon, how is that not my type?
His mom wants to come see the dorm.
Hide the whip.
Only you could get too drunk for taco bell. I don't know if I'm jealous or ashamed. Go to bed.
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