Every morning, I walk past this sexy stump. Every day it beckons me, but I am too focused on getting to work, so I haven't had the chance to stop and say hello. Well, after a few gin and sodas, I was feeling rather brave, so Allison and I went to the park and I proceeded to get my mack on. Then I ditched the stump, and Allison and I went for pizza. Bitches ain't shit, as they say.
We went to Hifi, and guess who was there? Clint and Derek.
5 points for Clint's shirt.
10 points for Boobs! Lots of them.
Clint took like 15 different photos like this before he found the one he liked.
Peace, ladies.
Look! I got gold shoes that are the same as my silver ones (on sale, too).
Amy called us out on the dancefloor. All night long.
Gin? Soda? Two at a time.
Hey Tara... Guess what? I like you. So does Trev. Hang out more often.Why am I getting so tired at the bar lately? The second the clock hits two, I'm ready to go. Maybe I'm getting old. Or worn out. Or wiser. I don't know.
~sarah p.
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