The plans this evening:
Tonight, despite being sort-of sick since Monday (nose, throat, cough) I'm probably going to wander around South Orange near campus with my ex and current roommates, find people at a party we can pay to attend for the opportunity to drink copious amounts of alcohol and possibly exchange STDs with girls we don't know, get drunk (or in my case, watch everybody else get drunk because I have to go intern tomorrow in the morning), and eventually pass out somewhere. And everybody's okay with this.
I don't understand my generation.
1 comment:
Awesome. Although exchange implies a two-way street. Care to explain yourself? ;)
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