Afterall, it is the real San Francisco treat
used foursquare to find where i am. please come get me. this is the scariest bedroom ever.
The only bad thing about this relationship... my forearm strength is dwindling
All I remember is running out of the bathroom with one shoe on and the other in my hand. Pretty sure I was yelling as well.
I passed out drunk and Jane had created a picnic on my chest. I had chips and a hamburger laid out on my boobs. The only reason I woke up is she was trying to feed me too.
I'd be careful with that one, she got 86'd from the family dollar while SOBER.
She actually was beyond drunk but she for some reason kept calling herself a demigod and made me drive her to a bookstore
Know what was probably a bad idea? Using white wine as a mixer for vodka.
I'm eating ramen over the toilet. Fuck my life
i was talking to them for like 5 mins and they were like HEY LETS GET A PICTURE and tequila said it was good idea
After we finished, she peed a little on my chest and told me she was "marking her territory". I didn't know if I should have been scared or aroused.
I bought more beer than I could carry and managed to fit it all in the fridge. It's an alcoholicmas miracle.
...hi
YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF
Ok cool I was afraid you'd never speak to me again. I can work with this.
Also: that bruise on my leg where you left like 3 sets of teeth marks keeps getting run into the corners of desks and shit. And I can't even complain to anyone at work
All I remember thinking is, why the fuck are there martians on the ceiling? And they were riding fruit. Like strawberries and shit.
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