so thats samiam, badday. i love that album and the bay area is awesome. i think i saw their lead singer at a burrito joint a few months back. i happened to be wearing a samiam shirt, and he noticed and said "nice shirt."
yep, so if you know me i've probably bragged to you about how i found a wack (b says i have to call it wack instead of wad) of cash on my walk to the mission. fucking awesome! it's jesus telling me i'm on the right path in life. my plan was to use this wack of cash to get b drunk so that i could get in his pants. two and a half drinks later, we're both seeing triple and he decides to call it a night. so by midnight i was already finished with make out sessions and in a cab. what was in those magical drinks? i dunno. i'm still a little drunk. and i have to go to work. tequila made me send out all those naughty text messages. if you have any problems with the way i act just consult jesus or tequila. they keep track of my personal affairs.
i wish i could spend all of today spooning in a bed somewhere....
*devon*
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a wack? wtf is a wack?
if that's so cal ruining a perfectly good term like hella again, i'm gonna be pissed.
holmes, that's a hella messed up thing to say.
-so cal girl
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