Vic = Bad
this weekend has been the first time in like a week that i actually got to leave this damn house. Joy. And believe me i made the BEST of the time i had. haha One darvi three vics some popov some beer and two g's of sweet sweet mary jane later and we'll say that jackie's was a success. minus the stolen purses and numerous amounts of fights and puking...
and hey, ive got a mother fucking job.
and....
i <3 my boyfriend very much.