Ugh now I'll have to carry around an overnight bag to all the bars I visit tonight. but hey! maybe I'll meet a dude! And need it!
# days @ Coachella: 1 people i showed how to break it down: 279
Sandwiches eeeeeeverywhere.
Well he paid for dinner, so I paid for the Plan B, but the parking ticket I got is totally his responsibility.
She hadn't heard about the oil spill. She gave dumb blondes a whole new standard to aim for. I did her anyway...but that isn't the point.
the bar just sent me a facebook message congratulating me on being a regular and getting such good grades. my life is not real.
It was just a friend comforting a friend. Except his penis was inside of me.
I'm gonna fingerblast you when you get off work. Get ready.
She's just done the monthly not prego dance around our kitchen
This is the fourth day in a row I've walked outside in the same pajamas. I think the neighbors have finally given up on judging me.
Boss out of town. Had 2 beers for lunch, a long walk and a bowl...and then in he comes. Blamed obvious intoxication on my pain meds. Back at the bar. This is one of those bad judgement days.
I feel like my foot is being amputated. Or maybe it's the vodka. I couldn't tell you.
Umm...sounds like a maybe. I broke my nose and have surgery next wed but if I'm ok by Friday I'm down.
I deserve this hangover.
Apparently last night I was doing back bends for the guy making my easy mac because clearly it wasn't easy enough for me.
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