That sound
- The sound of the drawer opening. Obligatory protestation. The sound of the condom being torn open.
- The thoughts going through your head those 5 seconds. Laying, waiting, thinking…
- Want someone to cut the crust off my sandwiches for me. #affection
- Don’t dip your pen in the vet office ink. Cause you have to go back to there on the regular, and especially when your cat has chemo. [Ed. Note: That's not him.]
- Egg whites. Running. Spaghetti noodles w/Velveeta and Rotel.
- I wonder who will be the next boy to love me? Luke Wilson? Gabriel Delahaye?
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Made an ass out of myself last night, congratulations asshole
Maaaan, I was gonna go to this badass party w/my BFF Deanne, but I passed out cause I had taught all early-ass that morning. Omitting details, I ended up crashing for a nizzap, then woke up and had some wine => ended up agreeing to go to a VFW (Veterans of Foreign Wars) bar party with my PARENTS.
As if that weren’t enough, because it apparently WASN’T, I spent most of the night drinking wine and dancing with my own MOTHER. My step-dad wanted to die, I’m sure of it. I still managed to catch a MAJE hangover, which I’m nursing right now with hair-of-the-dog.
