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Oh my god.
It is still fucking burning.
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you've got a special way of making me sick
On the days when you've not slept for three nights and your heart already feels like it's going to explode, the universe should not put certain people or their doppelgangers in your line of view. That is the first commandment of bad days not becoming worse according to Alexis ( Read more... ) -
if you could watch everybody work while you just lay on your back, would you do it?
I've reliquinshed Chet from his duty as escort to Adrienne's wedding Saturday, but if any of you handsome men feel like driving to Grand Coteau on Saturday evening, there's free booze in it. Maybe I don't want to see anyone, though. My brain is going KABLOOEY! from all this work and I am exceptionally mean. Most of all what I want right now...
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some people call me a bad apple but i may be the sweetest apple on the tree
Losing momentum! All this keeping busy has left me tired, and we all are. I just need to get it done in time. I keep taking too many "mental health breaks," when I don't do work and try not to think about work, but then I end up feeling guilty about not doing work, which is worse. So Saturday I went to a party, and hey, maybe acted a bit like the ( Read more... ) -
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when you hit the drink you're a different character
So, did I tell you about that time I flew across the country, made a toast with green champagne, insisted my sister stop crying, convinced a seamstress to take out the boning of my bridesmaid dress in order to prevent a Janet-esque wardrobe malfunction, rode Michael Canty like a horse, played with the most adorable puppy, mauled Callie's boob (with ( Read more... ) -
strange days upon us now we leave the dust of conversation hanging in the light above the bed
A nostalgic moment: back in the dorms at LSMSA, whenever one of us girls was inconsolably sad and just plain wrecked, Spicer (who refused to be seen without eyeliner; she went to sleep with it on) would take out her fake teeth and sort of guffaw. That's what I need right now--someone who will humiliate herself for the sake of cheering me up ( Read more... ) -
"Mass genocide is the most exhausting activity one can engage in, next to soccer."
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WHO LEFT ME THAT CREEPY AS FUCK VOICE MAIL LAST NIGHT THAT I WAS TOO PASSED OUT TO DISCOVER UNTIL THIS MORNING?
Also, I love beer. Perhaps too much.
