All my thoughts they come in pairs

Jan 17, 2010 14:02

On New Years I puked a lavish bucket of red wine, bruschetta, and shrimp.
That's how you know I live good.
The ride there was OHGODOHGODOHGOD
It was a good night nonetheless.

My housemate moved out. The other day, I was ripped and when I was putting my key in the door, I felt a hot breath on the back of my neck and a shadow looming over my head. I almost screamed, and when I turned slowly I saw my new housemate. I shook her hand. It was awkward. Meeting someone who is going to live with you for the next 5 months in that way tends to be awkward.

I can't stay awake during movies. But I have visine.

the opposite of sober

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