trying to fathom saturday night and the fact that Rainn Wilson now hates me. my brain hurts.
I might have a beer. Just to keep this hangover on its toes.
She says I'm cute and I remind her of her brother. She's too hot to back out now. I don't know. I'm guna go for it.
There was blood everywhere. She was pretty good looking person though.
there were staples in my comforter. what kind of sex did we even have?
I think that the jello shots in bowls is where it all went wrong.
I knew as soon as he opened a beer with his teeth to shotgun it that I was going to sleep with him. I'm never going home.
I guess I fell on the bar and kept trying to get back in telling the bouncer that I left my teeth at the bar. Woke up this morning with chipped tooth
Roommate just came in drunk and tweaked out because my tv has a DVD player built in. Waaaaaayyyy too sober for that conversation.
Why was I lying under a truck last night?
That moment when you sit down to shit and someone is watching porn on the other side of the wall.
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
I'm wearing a fleece onesie eating pop tarts on the train to work. Killing it.
Can't tell if it's the drugs or science magic, but I *THINK* that mouse just turned into a squirrel.
I just got a rock from a customer. Weirdest. Tip. Ever.
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