Ps there is totally a drug addled prostitute in olympic pizza asking for change for a 100 bill
i'm in the guys across the halls apartment. i think 7 MIP guy wants me. he just got a medical marijuana card. might be worth it.
At the doctor. They're doing a flu test now. He was like "where do you think you got this?" I said "bachelor party. Strippers." he goes "okaaaay I'll put 'other'."
At the time, making out with dudes for keg money seemed like a genius idea. Now I realize it was borderline prostitution.
It can't be good... The last recollection I have is singing lullabys to his penis
I guess I just laid down next to him with the entire pot of mac n cheese and started giving him a handie with one hand and eating with the other
I just want to point out that nothing makes my hickie/hangover more obvious than sleeping in a scarf and sunglasses. nothing.
I should have known our good time had gone to shit when his ankle bracelet started flashing.
The bed I'm sleeping in has a headboard only handcuffs could love. I'm gonna pick up a local dude and wreck that.
I really shouldn't be this use to hearing "YOURE THAT GIRL?!?!"
FOund a bunch of old fireworks spring cleaning.
Who is our new insurance provider?
This late night dumpster diving sesh is making my quads cramp up
A few days ago I apparently came up, asked her to make me soup, and handed her a can of coconut milk.
I went down on her on the dining room table. That should count for something.
all I got out of honors convocation is I've hooked up with a lot of smart guys
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