i hope you realize when i said "grib" earlier i was referring to the gridded binary, a mathematically concise data format commonly used in meteorology to store historical weather forecast data. also meant in referential conjunction to my probability math class that i am failing at roughly 215pm tomorrow afternoon.
I'm eating oreos and watching porn. This is your fault.
Our hot neighbor just came over and asked for a toilet plunger...not so hot anymore
I just made easy mac in my blender. Beat that.
That's because you're a slut. A slut fucking a fence.
Woke up on the kitchen floor cuddling with the dummy we made of you. Hope your internship is going well.
Finished the final in under ten minutes and then puked in the bushes outside. I don't even care if I graduate anymore.
screw it, I'll just be a stripper until next August when then are looking for suitable teachers to teach the future of America. it's like a feel good movie just a little out of order and im a dude.
It's like hey here is one penis enjoy nothing but that for the rest of your life
I accidentally walked in the wrong house but I somehow left with a chicken leg. Good fucking night.
Finals drinking + forgeting you had to take your ambien because you work at 6am mid paper= drunk logic which then entails going on a "detox" run. Puking your guts put in the field house bushes while some random guy says to you "its okay. We're marching on."
If you need to be the damsel in drunken distress make sure it's before 3.
Phone keeps correcting good morning to "food moaning" and I like the way it thinks.
I'm telling you, this vagina is really making the rounds lately...
Totally writing my paper on the toilet. Makes me miss you.
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