Courtney? Is that you? I have pictures of this very same night.
Hungover. Be in at noonish. Turn my monitor on and put a hot cup of coffee on my desk so the boss thinks I'm in
I don't think I have ever puked up that much free breakfast in my life...thank god for Nickle Beers.
Note to self: never do anything I don't want to explain to a paramedic
hiding in a bush to avoid a seven dollar cab ride. cabby got out a flashlight and looked for us for like an hour. help.
i just found this napkin with your number on it in my jacket pocket. it reads amy, drawing of a wine bottle and a house
as of this morning I have officially vommed on the highways of 6 different countries. It's a proud moment.
CORAL IS FAR MORE RED THAN HER LIPS RED
Oh god you're Sonnet 130 drunk, aren't you.
Tried to figure out where I was without opening my eyes this morning for like twenty minutes. Not even close. Not even the right state.
This is Jewish guilt versus Irish Catholic guilt. We should tread carefully, or we could fuck up the space-time continuum or something.
I'm okay with that.
People were running around punching out the ceiling tiles Super Mario style.
And that is why we dont do tequila shooters at 1 in the afternoon. Because you go home with a beast like that
The bartender had to walk me home last night. New high or new low?
I literally have a pirate chest of slutty clothing.
At one point did I say I have a doctorate in fuck u?
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