hey i'm trying out a new gigantic picture format. moving on. god my bangs were super greasy on saturday. alex told us he was going to sleep in his ice cold car until he could drive himself home in the morning so we forced si to give him his house keys. cross your fingers al was sleeping naked and spreadeagle in ol' simey's bed. nah, no such luck. cash fished me out of the crowd again to say hi. and i tried my best to be nice but not flirt. damn damn to being a gf. also we met a new couch surfer and invited him to drink with us. EVERYONE ACT COOL! it only lasted two minutes before we argued about whether or not si had sex on the doggy bed. "COME ON GUYS! it was not a doggy bed. it was a BEAN BAG" aaaahahahah!
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