27 days later...
Hier soir was a poetry cafe where he whispered sweetly disturbing random nothings in my ear throughout the whole thing... Being absolutely obnoxious.
The underwear is tacked to my door.
Beside Naomi's thong- a purchase inspired by Karol-Ann,
Rolly-polly french girl what quit November. And tied to the thong,
a twisted-top condom: bought by Josh and Abby
House managers awesome this week, condom supply for the house.
There are only 4 left.
And I haven't taken any.
It's INSANE.
Or maybe the word I'm looking for is inane.
I had a sultry dream last night about Bill Murry.
Woke up late
Missed my stop
Made it to work only five minutes late.
DELICIOUS.
The underwear is tacked to my door.
Beside Naomi's thong- a purchase inspired by Karol-Ann,
Rolly-polly french girl what quit November. And tied to the thong,
a twisted-top condom: bought by Josh and Abby
House managers awesome this week, condom supply for the house.
There are only 4 left.
And I haven't taken any.
It's INSANE.
Or maybe the word I'm looking for is inane.
I had a sultry dream last night about Bill Murry.
Woke up late
Missed my stop
Made it to work only five minutes late.
DELICIOUS.