I just told my doc I would like to talk about my drinking problem, but that it would probably get in the way of my weekend plans.
Did you see Brett Michaels get knocked on his ass?
Hurt me personally.
Knocked his cowboy hat off... Bandanna was still good though
sounds like you fell off the wagon.
fuck falling off. at this point, the wagon is a dot on the horizon.
I think it's our patriotic duty to get high and watch the state of the union tonight
I knew he cared when I got his text "happy birthday to the girl who gives phenomenal head"
um so slept at robs. he woke up, looked at me, and said ' oh my psychiatrists are gonna have a field day with this one' I think that's when you know you can't hang out with someone anymore
I'm sorry, but the "Hobbit Slam" has to be a sex move.
Ok so last thing I remember was hugging a cop while vomiting
I did get to watch you pee, tho. That counts as another precious moment.
All I know, is I had green sex and beer and got driven home. That's it.
The little girl I'm babysitting is having a tea party, the water and chips she's passing out are doing wonders for my hangover.
Just woke up to find that I'd left a stove burner on for the past 6 hours or so. I'm now banned from Ambien cooking.
I found her outside drinking steak sauce out of the bottle.
I just found those cheese sticks in my purse. Along with a handful of confetti.
Validation I posted a good pic? The lonely fuckboys send out the booty call signal. Of course I answered the call; Gotham needs its hero.
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