well well well. i found all of my stuff, except for my charm bracelet, which sucks. here's what happened last night: i rolled around on the floor, went to lizard's, drank a lot of beer in kelsey's car, somehow interacted with the public, went back to jordan's, puked out of the car, made out with nick, had "group sex", played go fish, & passed out. ( Read more... )

UM. i wish someone would tell me what happened last night. okay so i don't go out for a week, & then i wake up minus a belt, a jacket, a scarf, & a fucking neon leopard print bag full OF THE MOST IMPORTANT THINGS EVER. okay, actually just my wallet & my phone & some tampons, but really, guys. i lost an hour or two or three last night & i'd like ( Read more... )

GIVE ME MY MONEY BACK, YOU BITCH.

my fortune cookie says "those who can endure most are rewarded most." i'm scared. someone hasn't confirmed my postcard, which really gets my goat. damn it. whatever.

I AM PERPETUALLY & FOREVER BEING COCKBLOCKED. RIGHTGIRL, RIGHTPLACE, WRONGWRONGWRONGTIME. DON'T EAT GREEN GODDESS IT'S BAD FOR YOU. NEW CODE; ADJUST YOUR RINGS. whatever.

i hate this & i don't think i can handle it anymore. my friends suck. i should follow my own advice, but i don't? anyway, i ate seventy shrimp today. WHATEVER.

Emmy needs to self-nuke ( Read more... )

last night, i was not supposed to go out. someone made me forget my phone number. also, i heard from someone that i didn't think i ever would? who? what? where? hung-over & fucking f-f-freezing! i just don't know what to do. bbbbbbbbbbbbbbb.

last night i dreamed about going to parties that i wasn't invited to. then it turned into shopping in a small store that somehow turned into a giant mall. i was on the very top floor, & i noticed that tons of people were running around screaming everywhere, & there were ambulances outside. i, of course, assumed it was zombies, so i hid in a ( Read more... )

      fucking BACON. today i learned how to cook it without completely destroying. any food that produces that much grease on it's own deserves mad props. MAD props, yo. also, it's all about tea now. tea with milk & about a pound of sugar. cooking breakfast on sunday is such the best thing ever. i woke up around seven in jordan's bed, but ( Read more... )