just had a super intense, drunken debate about which blink182 member is the most fuckable. i got so mad i left the room. new low.
we made a giant pot of alcholic jello. i filled a gallon bag and brought it to dorms. desk guy gave me weird looks, he doesnt realize this is how i will pass all of my room searches
He's spent his last 3 years working at Urban Outfitters. No, I'm not sad I missed out on a life of mustaches, the dollar menu and shitty scarves.
It's Christmas week. I wouldn't know what to do if i wasn't hung over.
Well I squeegeed the puke off your arm at the gas station
Nm. Exausted and my teeth just fell out again
door buzzer is fixed. took shots with Latvian electrician to celebrate. nice guy. he is gonna bring mixers next time cuz kombucha didn't really cut it for him.
We didn't want to make a pit stop so I just helped my husband pee in a bottle. No one told me this was part of love.
I can't figure out if I'm dying from all of the booze still in my system, or from the cement wall.
Maybe is for pussies. We only say yes in this household
NO MAKING MOLDS OF ANYONES GENITALS
Fine. Suck all the fun out of life.
u kept repeating to itself "hot cheetos and nacho cheese sauce.."
Me too...I'm driving to work trying to figure out if I put my pants on the right way.
Like seriously, I would not be going if there wasn't pizza
I feel kind of like we’re in a gang and tonight is one of those “people are gonna know not to fuck with us” type of nights. And then tomorrow I am going to learn to pole dance. I’m not really sure how I got to this point in my life… but I like it.
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