Wednesday, August 10, 2005

i met some girls. none of use are afraid of spiders.

we progressed from martinis to shots of whiskey to beer and back to shots of whiskey again. then we frolicked.

they told me crazier stories than my crazy stories. and they didn't think it was weird that i let people burn me. what the fuck.

i stole the one girl's flip flops.

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