Hey, what are you up to?
Drinking wine with the guys and watching 7 Pounds.
Looking back I guess I could have changed that to beer and Die Hard.
You guys need to get along, there is no need for a pissing contest...We're all fucking each others ex's.
He sat there and debated the pros and cons of hooking up with me
gave myself the "you're a really good girlfriend" talk on the way to where i intentionally cheated on him. i am my own drunken therapist.
I just walked by a party bus on my way to study. God hates me.
Yelling drunk tank or bust at a cop, not a good idea
there was a trail of blood coming out of one of the bathroom stalls. thought of you
I like to think of them as justice herpes. She cheats on me and gets more than she bargained for.
Drink for every country you've never heard of.
Fuuuuuuuuuck
I woke up this morning to a lot of blurry photos of a swan i must have chased down the riverbank and a handbag full of loose haribo.
Today's weekday brunch started at 2pm, and consisted of $7 of sandwich and $50 of cocktails. Also, I hustled the bartender for about $3 playing nickel poker, but he may have been letting me win. Either way, he didn't get into my pants.
id one day like to live in a world full of emotionless and wonderfully fullfilling sex...
Drunkenly tried to auction off Merik's pancakes at Ihop. Apparently I make a great auctioneer. Also, no one wants 30 cent pancakes.
I made it out of the house. Success.
It's not better out here. I'm at Target hyperventilating in the aisles.
Arrived home from picking Mom and Nana up at the airport to find Marc buck ass nude beneath the Christmas tree. Nana says she always knew I was queer.
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