I admire a woman who can maintain dignity while puking after too much whiskey
Don't you think facebook is a bit pretentious, suggesting friends and all? No facebook, I would NOT like to be friends with a girl whose fiancee I have slept with.
Boobs. All I remember is boobs.
she went to pee and i could hear her singing "Drip Drip Drop LIttle April Showers" from Bambi through the door.
Day 3. Will have to postpone job hunting by a month. May have blown out my knee. Was sunburned on Friday. Now look painted red. Still alive. All worth it.
hiding in a bush to avoid a seven dollar cab ride. cabby got out a flashlight and looked for us for like an hour. help.
I told him if I was pregnant we were coming out to the people at work, because I'm not pretending to get knocked up by an imaginary boyfriend.
I feel like my chances would have been better if I hadn't told her "I need to fuck you before you leave."
i made up my own drinking game and i took a secret shot every time someone asked me about school or my future
I'm still in my ugly sweater and underwear drinking coffee next to a plate of assorted treats we stole from the party. I got a new sweater by the way, its shoulderpad-y and looks like a news anchor got thrown up on by Liberace. I'm pretty proud.
Actually, I take that back. You can only have it if I'm allowed to French braid the mullet.
I can't remember if I puked before or after the shots of absinthe. Or why I thought shots of absinthe was a good idea.
How did it feel to just observe all the people blacking out usually you're on the other end of things
I felt like I was at the zoo
Someone explain to me why I woke up to find a stolen shopping cart in my room...
Took it for the first time last night, and i saw a giant pillsbury boy coming after me with a wrench in his hand.
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