So apparently last night I was running around columbus circle station screaming that Obama was a pussy and that "waterboarding should always be an option" lol
Went to the career fair today..I handed out many resumes to find out later that they say I have a bachelor o farts degree...Top that.
The extent of my physical activity is running from the cops.
Beer lympzucs are ki7lling me
You can buy vodka at target here.. Maybe Missouri isn't so bad after all
Life gets in the way of sexy Saturday sometimes
I may or have may not just taken a swig out of a jar of alfedo sauce in my fridge. Dont judge me
Now the circle is complete. Just interviewed a guy who was a higher up member of the team I worked for in my job before this place
He was making Jim beam nachos. Chips soaked in whiskey with cheese
He spelled Steven with "ph", needless to say my nose was almost bleeding from the amount of axe he was wearing.
Apparently I'm a "fire hazard"
Nothing says "class act" like eating acid in the middle of a Buffalo Wild Wings
He's interpretive dancing to Crazy by Britney Spears and expressing his feelings for either me or the guy next to us
Think I have the only job where I can be naked in a room with my manager at work. Apart from hookers
I slept on her porch...in her dads handcuffs