Pretty sure I went to the bar in my bathing suit, sweat pants, and high heels.
at russian wedding, no open bar. bottles of vodka at table. getting to work tomorrow may be an issue.
Woke up this morning to my mom on the phone with my dad saying, "It's probably just your prostate." Reasons to move out. Go.
Bartending School is so much more enjoyable now that I realized I was in rehab at this time last year.
I may be new to bar life, but full on grabbing my vag shouldn't happen...anywhere.
I wish you could be here to assess my herpes before he gets here.
Ya I guess if we compared our actions now with our actions 2 years ago. We are definitely in a constant state of shit showness.
Oh by the way, john gave me your shirt to return to you when I was at work today. I almost gave him his girlfriends underwear to return to her but figured it would be inappropriate.
Who are these men, what are we doing here, how is this helping us toward our goals of sex and pasta? Things to consider.
I just want to have normal problems like what kind of puppy to get, or should I pay a hooker to fuck Scott, or even a dilemma about fucking Twizzlers. I don't know.
I think he's holding my wallet hostage because I puked in his car. It's not my fault he has child locks on his windows..
I just found glitter from our Father's Day party on my balls this morning.
DAD WTF
How does a face ride mean we're back together?
I just told the bartender to “give me something that will murder me”
Drinking wine while working. Yay.
Just had sex at the YMCA.
We are so productive today.
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