i love jager like mike goldman loves the bong.

Mar 04, 2006 13:29

friday night drinking crew. crazy night. LOTS of jager to help forget about a shitty week. it worked.




why is it that we do each other's hair and make up while drunk and they all manage to look hot while i look like a cheap 80's hooker? bugger.

we had a romantic picnic dinner on mikey's loungeroom floor. shots and redbull and skittles and the worst t.v show ever. spin the bottle.. with just me and Gem playing. like, a billion horrid hickeys from everyone there (that are currently being covered by too much clothes in friggen hot weather. ugh. my poor shoulders.) laying on the sidewalk, hanging out in the gutter, the lamest truth or dare ever and a papercut on the bottom of my fucking foot. (total agony incase you were wondering) orgy on the kitchen floor.. and the couch.. and in the bathroom. haha. or not. poor gem getting a blood nose. drunken text messages to shi. *insert very vague memories of mel getting a bottle off the roof here* adam is also known as lego man. (the little italian kind that came with a lego pizza.) drunken online chats. no sleep. no hangover. heaven.

i'm ready to do it all over again tonight. ♥

p.s. i stole the motley crue book off dan. i've read like a page.. and i'm already addicted.
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