January 2012
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In the past two weeks, I’ve almost ruined everything with my best guy friend by getting drunk and declaring my love for him, gotten completely confused about what I want from my relationship with my fiance and whether I actually want to get married, and hit on a cute waitress and asked her out to dinner because I’m 99.9% sure I’m bisexual.
I don’t know who I am or...
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Fuckin’ 49ers. That’s what you get for beating the Saints!
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My life would be so much simpler right now if only I had followed How I Met Your Mother’s advice this weekend:
“Nothing good happens after 2AM.”
I should have just gone the fuck to bed.
I feel completely and totally awful.
Melancholy: a deep, pensive, and long-lasting sadness.
Apparently, at some point last night my nose stud came into contact with the inner epithelium of my nostril in a deleterious manner. Woke up to dried blood on my face/pillow. Awesome.
Listening to Florence+TheMachine and super cleaning everything.
“Ron Paul’s problem is not merely the racist newsletters, the close ties with Lew...”
– Corey Robin
Seriously. Fuck everything about Ron Paul.
“One of the more delusional aspects of capitalism is the idea that if one pursues...”
– Doug Harvey (via azspot)
Fact: it is exceedingly difficult to put on liquid eyeliner while one is drunk.
Fact 2: the best way to bring in a new year is to be drunk since 1pm.
