Last night was hella low key. After some...decent Pad Thai for lunch, I spent the afternoon watching bad British game shows (The Weakest Link is still on here!!! Holy crap!) and feeling nauseous. Good times. Ordered some room service for dinner. Garlic bread: A-. Pizza: D+. The old saying about pizza always being good..SHENANAGINS. Pepperoni, ( Read more... )

Some math to end the night with:

Take one American Lady add to that one highly attractive British Man (aka the lady's pen pal since she was 15).
Add excellent Italian food (not paid for by the lady) and one bottle of Pinot Grigio Rose (consumed by the lady in under an hour).
Multiply by Tiramisu instead of birthday cake.
What do you get?
A very drunk ( Read more... )

Dear Shoulder, Back, and Hip:

STOP FUCKING HURTING! You are kinda ruining my day.
kthnx.
<3, Melissa

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