ryan, spanksgiving, hangover and general malaise has been taking up most of my time.
i'm stuck at 34,678 words for the time being.
i woke up several times last night completely confused.
i wanted to throw up.
i couldn't throw up.
i fell asleep on the dr.'s couch for no real reason and woke up confused.
i woke up wondering whose clothes i was wearing.
i fell asleep on the dr.'s couch a second time and woke up when I knocked the remote off the arm.
i took off strange clothing.
i wanted to throw up.
i couldn't throw up.
it's all lindley's fault.
tequila burps and i still couldn't throw up.
at one point i was working the bar. how?
i think the dr. ate an avocado.
i think the dr. is sexy even in sweatpants.
burrito burps on the bus, a surefire way to get people to STAY AWAY.
i love my omnivorous friends who are bringing vegan food to spanksgiving tomorrow.
i'm eating satsumas until i burst.
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