We walked through the hotel lobby in slow-mo taking huge steps because we were astronauts, and astronauts obviously can't be drunk.
you need to do more things constructive for your career. like wearing pants more often.
just took my abortion antibiotic with my martini. i no longer wonder how i got into this situation.
i guess it wasn't a booty call since he got home from the club at 6:00 am... he told me to consider it morning sex
I scrubbed the bathroom, smoked a bowl, and gave myself 3 orgasms. If the world ends today, I feel accomplished.
Like, I just want to be naked rolling around in soft things.
First week back and I made to one class, its gonna be okay after all.
Ran out of plates, so I'm using my sociology notes. Looks like they will finally have a practical use.
wow. there is a man who hates the post office more than me. he is causing a scene, this is a snapshot of elderly me.
Apparently there was a black out and the security alarms went off except I was convinced it was the microwaves and made ben unplug them all then got really frustrated cos he wasnt doing it right
My body is telling me there was tequila. My pictures say it was Jeff's fault
We're doing a team debriefing of Saturday night in group text right now. As 75% of the female presence at that party we saw some shit.
I walked out in my coconut bra, and that's when it all went downhill.
Dinner at 5, shrooms at 10.
Oh. My. God. It is NOT okay to drink Johnny Walker when there is no Jameson. My skull is eating my brain.
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