Shitting during a conference call is so empowering.
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
Hm. I declare blue a flavor.
easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do.
i did make 45 jello shots and that makes me feel more productive then any paper would
No its cool I don't even have to do anything he is rapping to one of the strippers. He is punishing himself enough.
Bad news. I lost my teeth. Good news. I can still take a guy home sans teeth.
Found him fucking some random drunk chick in the bathrrom at the blue lep with a beer in each hand. had to give him props.
my head hurts. i need an adult
and not like a cool parent adult. like a full fledged party pooper grandparent adult
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
I'm eating crumbled blue cheese out of Tubbaware. My life is nothing.
I'm gonna hop on that dick and ride it into the sunset
I have 3 bottles of vodka in my room telling me not to go to work tomorrow.
Also, do you have any insight as to WHY I have a note saved from the 17th of June that reads *clears throat*, "you got that swanky blues libido"
If you come home to me in lingerie and you start vacuuming...I need to reevaluate my priorities
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