doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
so he came over for the first time and i completely forgot i had pictures of him printed out from facebook on my wall and a newspaper article with him in it.. you can guess that it lead for an awkward situation.
All I've accomplished this quarter is making Uno an acceptable drinking game.
the pic of her and her boyfriend fell off the wall as we were fucking.
I know. They started calling me The Incident. The hotel maids, that is.
She's going to get me a sippy cup for christmas. If I can't open it, I can't have any more to drink. Seem reasonable?
hey give me heads up if you're feeling vulnerable tomorrow night
I was fucking trucked by the swat team last night on State Street after UK won. But I got a picture with the guy afterwards so I forgive him
It's just good to know that when I drink like a twenty year old I still act like one.
Not only is he in the circus, the man survived a near death experience and has an accent. She might as well have found a unicorn. This shit just doesn't happen in real life. Where did she meet this magical creature?
Walked back to my room from the bus last night and all I see is 3 of my friends on the porch chugging whiskey and then throwing up in unison
No apologies necessary. Just give me sex and Pop Tarts, and we'll call it even.
You are the jesus of drinking
I'm hoarding IKEA meatballs in my purse
I only spent $42 at the bar last night, it's some sort of miracle.
you do remember it was dollar beer night, right?
That answers my next five questions
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