we're blogging at a bar
at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
I swear to god he was trying to crawl under my door last night muttering "I'm Alex Mac! I'm Alex Mac!"
Planned Parenthood should have gift certificates.
My sole motivation for showering this morning was to masturbate. Something is wrong here...
Dude we need to petition the city about running buses later, none of my booty calls own cars
I forgot if I was chewing my gum or my tongue
It was a perpetual wrestle for who got to be on bottom. Laziest hookup ever.
The real reason I can't work: it's Tuesday. I get stoned and watch Buck Rodgers on Tuesday.
Like I respect him so much I would suck his dick
In a very non respectful way
Seriously considering modifying my computer case so it can dispense wine. I need to make a bunch of changes and reorganize it's guts anyway....
I smoked then listened to a voicemail from my mom...I ended up yelling at my phone cause she wasn't answering me. Forgot it was a recording.
He was semi blacked out in the hallway with a bucket, calling for me while I had sex with his best friend in the very next room. Why do you let me do these things?
I just had a flashback to me puking and you telling me it was okay because my boobs still looked awesome.
the last thing is remember is that strange guy in the leotard...i woke up in my bed, naked, with a half eaten grilled cheese on my nightstand, a six pack in the fridge, a new pack of cigarettes on my pillow and coke in my purse. apparently i bought some drugs, shopped and cooked. typical.
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