and now here’s a ton of shitty pictures of me drunk thinking i am the sexiest person in the universe you’re welcome
k that’s enough, and those were the good ones.
friday we had dinner with gill, this is a rock ‘n roll, not bad.
thursday’s jerk chicken mmmmmmmmmm.
what i was wearing that i guess made that PLAN dude chase me down the street, ugh. i feel a bit too bouncy in this shirt, plus you can totally see my nips, not that i care, just in the annex, there are only so many disapproving glares from raisin-faced wasps i can take before i have a total george costanza meltdown.
