we're blogging at a bar
just took a cab, driver just asked what i'd been drinking- i said vodka, he said "can't do vodka-drunk, it makes me feel like i'm giving birth to myself" ...no comment
Who would win... a chainsaw pooping pterodactyl or a bear with machine guns for feet. big debate about this right now
I asked for a dramatic "funeral" look for my makeup. They judged me.
some guy had a sword and everyones crying..it turned bad..fast.
Our suitemates are shrooming again. I left a less colorful dress hanging on the door, change before you come in because purple is making Maeve cry.
So the old dude that tried to fight me is definitely Katie's dad. And the pot cookie's kicking in. Shit is getting weird.
I think we should have realized the night was going to be nuts when it started with a bum dying in front of my house.
"I'm in the bathroom. Only place I can sit and relax without that girl trying to give me a lap dance."
I could just tape a camera with a live feed to my head & you could check in on me from time to time
I need all the beers. I want to be holding on to the grass so I don't fall off the earth drunk.
I look at it as community service. He was going through a rough time and I gave him an ego boost. That's how we're going to remember it. I was doing a good deed lol
It's Valentine's Day, I figure for sure we'll have sex today, right? Wrong. I tried unsuccessfully for like an hour to get him to fuck me. Now he's asleep and I'm on my way to join the public library.
is it still the walk of shame if his dad gave me a 'thanks for sleeping with my son' head nod on my way out this morning?
I blacked out after the piñata full of condoms
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