This is where I tell you things and you say "Hmm, I would not have guessed that about her."
my brain spilled on this page today
futurelotterywinner replied to your post: You look familiar…
Were you in that one movie?
Nope. I don’t even watch movies. I wouldn’t even know how to be in a movie. OR a TV show. Definitely not TWO TV shows.
futurelotterywinner asked: You look familiar...
I just have one of those faces. You have never seen me before in your life.
sayruhsarah-deactivated20130516 asked: YES I AM SO BORED AND THERE IS NO NEWS TO REPORT. CHAIR RACING AND DESK HOPPING.
BRB…going chair racing with my Tumblr wife.
Try not to be too jealous.
In one week, I have completely overdosed on this phone. I’ve joined Instagram, hooked up all my other pages to it, posted my stupid face everywhere and now it is fucking with my head.
No, literally, fucking with my head. I’m confusing my posts between pages and sending things wrong. I’m dizzy and nauseous from the scrolling. I need to take a break from it. UGH.
Hello, laptop…
Metal as Fuck Friday for someone I missed! I probably missed you a lot since this is clearly the most unflattering pic of me ever.
Also, Fuck you I’m in a bathroom. First FYIIAB with my new phone.
Throwback Thursday!
Destined for stardom, I had to give up my guitar-wielding talents for an illustrious career in being a movie and TV extra…once in a while. Oh, the packed houses I could have played for.
breakmyheartsomemore replied to your post: On Friday
On my way! I suck so il vacuum!
You do NOT suck, my lil cookie. But you can still come over and vacuum and then we will party together! ;)
I have so much to clean tomorrow, guys.
Who wants to help?
One of you can handle the laundry. One can take the dishes. Who likes to vacuum? And with each of you taking a chore for me, I will get food and booze and then we’ll party it up in my clean house…
…wait…that might be a bad idea. Ok, we’ll party it up gently.
Ok, Glen…here it goes…
I don’t have a lot of good drunk stories. And this one isn’t so much a “good” story as it is a hilarious look back on how stupid we are when we drink underage.
It was my senior year of high school and there was a party in the woods. I don’t know where. It was near a creek and a barn. It was dark and I arrived after we had already gotten the party started. Everyone kept freaking out about cops saying that someone might call them if we made too much noise. There were like 30 of us. And no houses, so senseless paranoia spread like wildfire.
At one point, someone yelled COPS! and everyone scattered. 3 of my friends and I ran down a small path along the creek and all crouched in a ditch together.
I spent 45 minutes in that fucking ditch. My legs were asleep and I wanted to throw up from wondering what my parents would do to me when the cops surely found us in our ridiculously obvious “hiding” spot.
Someone came by finally and told us that it was just someone’s friend on an ATV trying to scare us. So, we start trying to walk back to the party and when I finally got my legs to move, all that beer came right up.
But then I was good. So, I went back to the party, started drinking again, and had a good time for the rest of the night.
I am one classy broad.
