I just told my doc I would like to talk about my drinking problem, but that it would probably get in the way of my weekend plans.
fighting downstairs. join me tonight to hear their makeup sex. also, let's make skittles vodka.
Just saw the pics you left in my phone. thanks for reminding me that last night was not a dream.
of course. lets lasso hookers.
At what point last night did I start ordering doubles?
Right after we had the just friends talk..
It's alarming how good I'm getting at being productive at work on Thursday after Johnny Walker Wednesdays.
Dude that musta been some handjob last night. The sound of her pandora bracelet kept waking me up
Either way you look at it, I'm a slut. But either way I look at it, I'm having a fucking blast.
Lame. Party is tapping out at 4am. Even chanting "USA" didn't rally them.
What are you doing and how can I add sex in there
YOU ARE SO GOD DAMN LOUD AND YOU'RE SHAKING THE GOD DAMN HOUSE. FUCKING STOP.
Just laying in bed, snuggling my cat, and pondering whether I'd like to attend a swingers party this evening...
I'm waiting for your stupid pizza and this 400 lb drunk man is behind me singing the acapella version of Elevation by U2
We are never doing shots of gin. Never again.
I'm pretty sure that's exactly what we're doing.
Watching South Park, doing sit-ups and drinking tequila. In other words, my night is going pretty good.
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