

Label on my Peanut Butter jar.

SUN: Hey Sawyer, how’s your book?
SAWYER: Predictable. Not nearly enough sex.
… I will wake up feelin like P Diddy.
But tonight was awesome.
second that
can I just take the advil now in preparation for tomorrow morning?
Shalala’d!! Stonington jargon at work wootwoot!
For this “exams” thing to be over… one more to go!
Also, have had a stomachache since stupid midnight breakfast last night. Knew it wasn’t going to be worth it.