i'm drinking out of my 'black like my president' mug
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
this is the fifth day in a row i've woken up after 3 pm, hungover. I might die when snowmageddon is finally over and we have to go back to class. my liver wont know how to take it.
I think I might.. possibly.. like a Justin Bieber song.
I think you might... possibly... have sprouted a vagina.
decided to have an easter egg hunt this year. the golden egg has weed in it and all the others have shots of vodka. who said we were too old for easter?!?
Is it obsessive that I keep picking my crazy sex rug burn scab so it leaves a scar I can remember him by?
I just made doing the dishes into a drinking game. crafty, or pathetic?
oh my god, there is an imprint from the nuva ring in the christmas card my mom sent me. merry christmas.
At the hospital. Forgot we locked Eric out of the house last night as a joke. Hypothermia's a bitch.
Convinced the domino's pizza delivery person to go to shaws and buy me a bottle of wild turkey. For america.
The bosnian sent me a sext with his dick next to a comcast remote. It went up to the "stop" button. Ironic and appropriate. Grab your remote and imagine it.
You've ruined television for me.
Human Centipede: The Drinking Game. This is non-negotiable. First one to pass out the rest of us get to FEEEEED THEM!
I'm sure me singing - rather loudly - "fuck me in the back seat" last night didn't help either.
When did angry sex become our thing?
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