hating the ol' sneaky hangover trick
you know, those occasions where you’re partying til 5 am and go to bed, no problems. you wake up and for the first 30 minutes you’re up everything is fine and you kind of can’t believe that you’re head doesn’t feel like it’s going to explode and you’re going to be sick. after all, you Know what you were up to the night before. are you still drunk? it can...
so the great lakes cyclone. talk about bitter, bitter disappointment. the sun was shining by 10:30 am and it was an aweomse 65 degrees. i can’t even.
the great lakes cyclone. →
oh yeah, baby. bring it. nothing like a cyclone to put me in a party mood.
these phillies fans are killing me
you know, you can only feel so much for the players. yeah, you Know they want that win, but what really gets me is the fans. the hope in their eyes…well, it’s downright painful to watch.
another shitty fucking day at the office!
awesome. now where’s the whiskey?
little chat i had around 5:15 with my bf. so...
me: i'm on my way home
ang: wow. did someone die?
deep talks on 'pop musik'
me: i can't believe that you have never heard that song.
ang: probably because it fuckin' sucks.
those ARE savory chunks of beef!– jim gaffigan. i have heard this joke ten times over and still laugh.
the one thing i'm seriously bad at
is having to listen to people having really serious, family drama situations and being halfway through a bottle of red. i can’t be having people ruining my buzz.
i just bought my halloween costume.
going as princess peach and angelo is going to be mario. i kind of can’t believe how fly we’re going to look.
i ordered and ate a $20 salad today
it was this cobb salad with crab and scallops. i’m makin’ it happen, bitches.