damn girl damn girl damn girl.
goddamn!
life is good. swimming drunk at 3 a.m. makes for very interesting times (& first noise complaints). feeding squirrels in the park may seem like a creepy activity done only by lonely 80 year old men, but proved to be quite enjoyable (turns out i am capable of climbing large brick walls that others mistake for "fences"). i've also come to the conclusion that my hatred for dancing might have been a lie all along (justin timberlake does that to you i guess).