I made myself breakfast and everything and then whoever's house it actually was came downstairs very upset.
I got a chicken sandwich and a frosty out of her. Better then having sex
I don't think the people up for their 8am class were as impressed with how many beads i got last night as we were.
Sunday is a myth, I refuse to believe that I waste an entire day unable to function after a night of drinking.
This is why I need to move out...so my naked vomit covered walk of shames to the bathroom are only witnessed by one other person who is equally as pathetic as me and the cat
Yeah...don't think he was sober. He kept screaming "I fucking love this game!". It was his Chase app.
Discovered that a nalgene holds an entire bottle of wine. Going mobile. Come find me.
And my only real exposure to Russian culture is you and Internet porn.
Vom Wallet is no more. We now boldly enter a responsible, adult era where we will not throw up liquor onto ourselves.
ERIN AND I ARE GETTING MATCHING VIBRATORS. I'M PEER PRESSURING YOU INTO JOINING THE CLUB. Besides we're the three best friends that anyone could have, you better not ruin that by being a pussy and not treating your pussy to awesomeness. That is all.
I want to be the sort of person he can respect in the morning once the drugs wear off.
i think the last part kind of negates the first part there
its the pipe that keeps on giving. Just when I think it's done, I scrape just enough. It's a st. Patrick's day miracle!
I volunteer to be the person who breaks into the room and runs around naked and has to be escorted out by police.
Just renamed the subject of my sex list on my phone "grocery list" just in case anyone comes across it
you should just get a floor plan of your dorm and start checking off rooms.
Randomize
