walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
his blackberry tasks were 1. take names and 2. kick ass
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
the last thing i remember saying is "hope you like body hair"
THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD LET ME CHUG VODKA.
The best part of my day was getting high in the parking lot of the movie theater and taking pics in the photo booth with the caption "CONGRATULATIONS!" we geeked out because it congratulated us for getting high
Oh god. Standing was a rash decision
I made it to Starbucks to do work and I've just been sitting here with my head on the table for 30 minutes...
you're a fucking everclear ninja. the whole goddamn formal blacked out. you're the worst dj ever
but I'm the best friend ever. I got you laid
Did you blackout Saturday before or after we had sex in a random snow bank?
You sternly pointed at him and declared that you would ride his cock until the early dawn.
Then, you ate a turkey sub, went into his room
He said that he doesn't like skittles. This relationship is over an it hasn't even started yet.
I only drink at bars with bathrooms big enough to have sex in.
nobody put me to bed and I ended up peeing on a tree and got written up
Stoner thoughts are the only thoughts I want to have now.
I did not marry a roomba.
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