they are walking orgasms

Last night: chilled with some pet rats, lounged around with the hoes, stayed up reminiscing about our college days and squealing and eating a buttload of watermelon. Delicious. I love those girls. Then headed over to my old sharehouse, watched some "Entourage" and played video games. Well, I didn't. They did.

I need to start properly washing my make-up off at night. Lately I've just been falling into bed wherever whenever with a dirty face and waking up the next morning less than radiant. Oh no!