It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
another moral hangover. fuck.
last night i told the bartender i only have 3 days left to live so i wouldnt have to pay for drinks
this morning i woke up with a nothing but a pair of what i believe are fairy wings on - and the bartender in my bed
he thinks ill be dead by monday and still came home w me.. WTF?
messed up. what color are the wings?
I'm 99% sure that for 3 hours I thought you were British. We must smoke that again.
i'm trying to figure out what goes best with beef ramen. a 2007 merlot or a 2008 pinot noir? i'm leaning toward the pinot noir.
She took the bride and groom figures and the top layer of their cake and tried to walk out of the reception with it in her purse.
What kind of a birthday party isn't a get drunk and ruin everything party
I wonder what blackout Alex would think of her?
probably "functioning vagina, must touch"
My car smells like beer, you're here in spirit
And then I cried about the Cubs for a half hour. If my dignity hadn't already been lost by that point in the night, it sure as hell was then.
you walked around drinking beer out of a plunger and telling people it was a goblet...
Note to self: Calvin Klein's are not safe to shit in.
I AM DRUNK AND AGGRESSIVE ABOUT CURLING!
The US is in the finals, aren't they.
Sitting in the car eating a bagel. Watching a guy do tai chi in the parking lot. My morning is fabulous
I miss you and I miss your weed. Come home.
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