It's noon and i am somehow drinking by myself in a jazz tent in broad daylight.
I shall celebrate this moment with a beer conveniently located in the sock drawer directly to the right of me.
the general consensus of people in the room is that i should have another bottle of wine.
"people in the room" being me.
I found an HIV test/information brochure on the kitchen table and what i can only assume to be an "I'm sorry you might have AIDS" gift bag, complete with a candle and popcorn, and I haven't seen you in 36 hours. You good?
Haha...we lost by one cup to a guy w shitty facial hair. What makes me most mad abt the loss is that I could grow a better beard on my vag.
Day #3 of being the only sober person at the bar. This is depression.
its warm now so i can go back to sleeping with guys based on their fuckability rather than how much warmth they generate.
Well I guess I'll go shower now and wash all the stripper off.
Since Josh is going to be Carl Sagan for Halloween, he bought a turtleneck and sportsman jacket. It's all my nerd fantasies come true.
Dressing as mugato from zoolander Halloween you may want to be the hand model. We can get you a fish bowl filled with Clementine Vodka and soda you can put your hand in.
She couldn't understand why my walking in on her 70 year old parents ruined any chance of a boner for at least an hour. I think she's too slow for me to fornicate with.
Should I be flattered that she mumbled "You're the king of my face" before passing out?
DO NOT TOUCH THE SOAP ITS HAD SOME UNORTHODOX USES WITHIN THE PAST 15 HOURS
Just a little drinking. So much fun and love. The world is a shiny wonderful sphere in the sky so why shouldn't we celebrate?
Is it sad the checkout lady had to inform my mom she can't buy alcohol before 8am?
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