I’m in the living room with my laptop and all the lights out (can’t remember why), and my roommate walks in, doesn’t question a thing, and we talk about movies for a while.
Is it polite to tell your server that he looks very much like Brad Pitt in Fight Club?
"Hey, did you know you look like the mental delusion of the leader of a fictional anarchist group?"
"Oh and the chicken is delicious!"
picklesnickles said: YOU ATE A CANDYBAR WITHOUT PAYING??? YOU BAAAAAAD. haha and I’m sure you’ll be fine. I didn’t say anything incriminating when I got mine removed. Just cried because I couldn’t eat applesauce without it falling out of my mouth
oh good I already cry at that thought of applesauce anyway. Thanks for the reassurance!
victoria-q-nerdballs said: You’ll be fine. All that happened to me was I had weird Star Wars dreams.
Of course! I get so nervous about repressed thoughts coming out that I forgot about sedated dream sequences.
Probably going to think I’m a waterbender or something.
My roommate just bonded over kickball, beer, and our occasional introversion GUYS I REALLY PICKED A GOOD ONE!
i wanted a root beer float, but i didn’t want to clean up the gross root beer float glass at the end so right now i’m taking little spoonfuls of ice cream, holding the ice cream in my mouth, and then sipping root beer to sort of build it as i go, and let me tell you, not only is it not the same, i’m miserable.
This is the saddest Morrissey song
"Root Beer Doesn’t Float My Boat Anymore" by The Smiths
And my parents are picking me up right after.
Can I just pay someone to hit me over the head with a fire extinguisher?