Making out with married ex girlfriends: priceless
I don't remember much but I know I looked hot.
There's a big hole in the wall at the dining hall. I hope we didn't do
I think I just got a contact from my own exhale. Def dying.
Why can't public transit accommodate my lifestyle of drinking til midnight on a Monday?
After the Patriots lost I punched him in the face. But I still feel like that isn't a good reason to dump me.
Between the walk of shame, bar fight, karaoke, injuries, number of bar check-ins, and variety/quantity of alcohols and Advil consumed, I'd say HookerFest 2012 was a raging success.
I woke up to him peeing by our bedroom door. I yelled at him to go to the bathroom and he just kept peeing while he walked there. This is a new low.
Hungover playing piano at a baptism I am the PICTURE of class I feel like I should be struck by lightning
Ran into my statistics professor at the bar, he chugged a car bomb and yelled "x bar mothfucker!". On average I'm loving this PhD program.
And then the night went full on bisexual.
And for today's main disappontment. I thought I saw a midget with fireworks get on the buss, alas it's a child with cleaning supplies
Blacked out and Irish exited last night. At dinner. On a Sunday.
I saw an episode of cops that had one of my ex husbands on it.
I didn't mean that as an expression. I'm literally asking if you want to watch Netflix and do nothing.
Randomize
