sitting in the bathroom telling some girl to keep puking or she will die. while holding a beer. nursing school rocks.
My autobiography is now tentatively titled "I'm Fucking the DJ, and Other Ways to Party for Cheap"
I brought him to this party even though we're not together anymore because we made a bet on who would have sex first, and it is a sausage fest up in here.
A guy just walked down the street dressed as Mickey Mouse holding a 40oz. Where the hell did you leave me?
Things I want for my birthday 1. a Chipotle grade tortilla steamer 2. a new liver
Got laid last night using the intro line of "rate your hurricane evacuation plan on a scale of 1-10"
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
Just got road head. In broad daylight. On the interstate. During rush hour. Pushing the envelope one public bj at a time.
Is it weird that I'm looking up pubic hairstyles?
Drunk Karaoke resulted in only 8 injuries this time, so there is some improvement.
Also barcrawl friday. You ARE wearing a tiara
He then used a box cutter I keep in my car to open the plan b. Who says chivalry is dead?
Oh and he asked if I would occasionally still blow him if we had children. It was so romantic.
What can i say, my face is nice and my body is just unreal. And my beer pouring/stealing is incredible \n
sarah's view on last night: a threesome to make things less awkward. oh, well done.
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