8:17pm: So, How was fun day?
1:15am: So I just woke up in my bed in my bathing suit... I don't remember getting into bed or dinner or anything after slip n slide that happened around five... I'd say fun day was a success
at the gym hungover with vodka in a water bottle. don't say i'm not fulfilling my resolutions
Why is there a case of Coors Light with my address on it?
Changed my sheets. Found a can of rockstar, crushed bag of tostitos, used tissues, and enough of both of our clothes to make a whole outfit.
He gave me an orgasm with his left hand...and he's right handed. Of course he's a keeper.
There is a different car in my driveway. Have no clue how I got home.
Pretty sure even her dog was surprised when I got that blow job.
This cabbie knows where I live. Both awesome and weird.
Exactly best part of my night he took of his shirt and surprise traveler fanny pack
I'm sorry for getting drunk and throwing a robo-bird at you.
Tequila is never to blame. We all make good choices under tequila
Far be it from me to tell you where you store your dildos but from an interior decorating standpoint not fucking there
This morning, I found 5 naked people in Steve's bed with post sex hair, and Steve fully clothed sleeping on the ground.
I've realized that drinking at your apartment alone on a Tuesday probably isn't a good thing.
If I have put a neon “vacancy” sign on my skirt for him to get the picture I will.
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