i feel like an archaelogyst. im pulling apart last weeks brownies to find the weed in them
she was giving me head and that cheryl crow 'youre favorite mistake' song came on. she looks up and all i could do was nod
after that, he'll be sure to remember me. i'll probably forget him, but that's the way it should be.
what are we doing this weekend?
I have enough booze to get us through Armageddon...which basically means that on Sunday we will have to make a trip to the liquor store.
Just realized ive been sitting through all of lab with a condom in my bra.
yay hump day
I only feel half bad for cheating on him because while we were fucking I was given great relationship advice and now I'm ready to work some things out.
I tried...failed..now im naked on the futon since clothes are hard.
Hahahaaa There's this one girl crying hysterically and wrapped around (i believe) her ex's leg. He's trying to shake her off without spilling his beer. This is fucking priceless.
The Deck is crawling with Cougars. Sound the irresponsibility alarm and come drink with me on a Tuesday night.
So I just stole my deans keys to break into the dining hall to get coco puffs. I shouldn't have gone to this meeting stoned.
That's good. Don't want to see you bellydancing in prison for homemade wine.
You don't know true terror until you get stuck in a porta potty while frying your face off.
i refuse to sex anyone who doesn't get my lord of the rings references. no exceptions.
I'm taking the day off so I can get drunk at Whole Foods before noon
Apparently I thought every drink in my house needed to have a buddy so I put some vodka in each one. Long story short being wasted at work because the gatorade you brought is 60% liqour is not a great idea.
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