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Originally Posted by Liss
I went to Atlanta to see my Dave Matthews and spent three days drinking nonstop. And hanging out with my friends. And having sex. I'm back in Alabama for the moment, after saying goodbye to some of the people that mean more than life to me for another schoolyear and goddammit i'm so fucking depressed and destroying a bottle of wine, a bottle of tequila, and a bowl of cake batter, which somehow doesnt seem like a good combination, especially when "So You Think You Can Dance" is added to the mix. Sorry for venting.
PS. Dave Matthews is fucking amazing. That was the best concert ever. And although it was not him I slept with, I would most definitely have his babies.
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Did they use a rubber?, and What type of cake batter?, this is very important!