i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
I'm peeing chunks and puking liquid. Did I at least have fun last night?
I'm about two and a half drinks away from gay.
I'm coming over.
We basically counted to 3 and then dumped each other.
He's gotten way too comfortable around me. He came into the bathroom and took a shit while I was in the shower.
Last night I walked out of the bar got in a cab asked the cabi to circle the block. he did and brought me right back to the bar. I paid him $7 thanked him and walked back into the bar.
First date. He's wearing a tuxedo shirt and keeps asking me about our future children. Escape plan #3 is now in action...
I don't think I have ever puked up that much free breakfast in my life...thank god for Nickle Beers.
no, throwing your underwear at it is not the solution to everything
Carrying your RA back to her room wasn't the conclusion I was expecting for the first thursday back
We need to drink more. Just think how awesome it would be to wake up in a trailer and NOT remember how wee got here.
I'm cleaning my apartment while naked. Anyone who says that's not why they want to live on their own is lying.
I have so many plans for this weekend and sobriety is not invited.
I just asked him what would happen if my boobs fought crime. I think I'm cut off.
Can I bother you for a second.
You always bother me but go on.
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