there always has to be a dumb bitch at the bar ruining the vibe by putting the mountain goats on the jukebox. lucky for all of you that dumb bitch is me
the fun part of staying with friends for a while is that they learn really intimate things about you like when they call something a train and you chime in to correct them that it is a funicular
if your weight loss has stalled might i suggest a crushing depressive episode that makes all food taste like cardboard and increases your reliance on cigarettes by 60%