hey did I tally my arm again of # of shots?
nope, you were tallying rejections at the party
ya i found him eventually. hes the only one who drinks guiness so I just had to follow the darkest green puke trail
Still bad at ganbling. Still good at dringing.
dunno man, last I saw him he bet me he could eat more ranch the me, then ran off
sitting in my room in a shopping cart. they couldnt get my legs out of the holes. i want breakfast.
He probably has his cowboy hat on, that's his house hat.
I think my whole family judged my ability to change under a blanket.
In a moving vehicle and other people in the car
I took my exam the next day still drunk and failed, but I kno for a fact that I filled in the bubbles for my name perfectly
after tonight, seriously nothing could taste better than toothpaste
I think I'm just gonna be a cat and wear slutty black clothes with some eyeliner on my face and pretend my ears got stolen by a drunk guy
Oh and apparently something happened that was related to "THIS IS SPARTA" but no one will tell me what I did.
So I'm going to blame my boobs hurting on that.
Life update - currently drunk off my ass in the yoga room of SFO at 5:30 in the morning.
Went home with a male stripper who looked like Justin Timberlake.. I started singing cry me a river mid sex. When he sang along I fell in love
this is gentle reminder #1 not to forget to bring the vibrator when you come
I have to start drinking water I have a drug test to fail at 1:40
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