This is the kind of period I feel I should name out of respect to the fact I might have just gotten lucky this time.....
I just used my thong as a hair tie. I think I reached my limit.
it's fine if we fail the bar, we were never going to satisfy the moral character requirement anyway
It was only 12:11 and I needed to make a Pepto Latte and call it a night, I don't remember that being part of my new years resolution.
there was a fucking fire juggler. but it was ok bc i was in the kiddie pool and it was the safe zone
I woke up this morning at 8 to my roommates still drunk, hanging out on the roof, and screaming at bikers. They couldn't figure out why they were into it.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
I'm missing a sock, a boot, and antlers. We need to get on that.
If we can put a man on the moon, I'm sure we can turn a pringles can into a bong.
our next stoner-chievment: cream of shroom soup. Get over here, this is happening!
Batteries died. I don't care that you're studying for the bar. Come over. Bring the law books and study after. I'll even make coffee.
She's like the Oprah of therapy. AND YOU GET A STRAITJACKET. AND YOU GET A STRAITJACKET. WITH A PADDED ROOOOM
this hangover isn't hhappening. im not letting it
its winning. its definitely happening
We were too tired to finish having sex so we just stopped to eat the cheesecake and passed out. I didn't mind
I think you'll appreciate my way of waking up today: Under my cubicle, boxed in by boxes of printer paper, and hung over. I don't even know how the fuck I got in here in the middle of the night. I went to my car and fell back asleep. I'm now 2 1/2 hours late.
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