I am seriously just having the best time right now jamming alone to Robyn on repeat with my big ol’ glass of bailey’s, whiskey, and milk. Which is what I call a creamy dreamy milk supremey. Which is what I call any alcoholic drink with milk in it that isn’t a white russian. Which I make with milk. Because who can afford to just keep cream on hand these days? Also I never have vodka and kahlua just sitting around so I never even make white russians. Even if they are my favorite drink. I don’t even have bailey’s sitting around. I have mcormick’s. Which really tastes just as delicious to me, so what kind of fool would even buy the more costly bailey’s? My boyfriend said he was coming over like an hour ago, but it’s already midnight and honestly, I might be jamming too hard for him, so maybe it would be better if he just stayed home tonight. Even if I do love him. Anyhow. Guys, this is the shirt I got for being a scholar in high school. It says “Har-Ber Scholar” because my high school’s name was an amalgamation of the two first names of the richest couple in my home town, Harvey and Bernice Jones. It has a really crude likeness of Rodin’s The Thinker on it. Like. Really crude.

I am seriously just having the best time right now jamming alone to Robyn on repeat with my big ol’ glass of bailey’s, whiskey, and milk. Which is what I call a creamy dreamy milk supremey. Which is what I call any alcoholic drink with milk in it that isn’t a white russian. Which I make with milk. Because who can afford to just keep cream on hand these days? Also I never have vodka and kahlua just sitting around so I never even make white russians. Even if they are my favorite drink. I don’t even have bailey’s sitting around. I have mcormick’s. Which really tastes just as delicious to me, so what kind of fool would even buy the more costly bailey’s? My boyfriend said he was coming over like an hour ago, but it’s already midnight and honestly, I might be jamming too hard for him, so maybe it would be better if he just stayed home tonight. Even if I do love him. Anyhow. Guys, this is the shirt I got for being a scholar in high school. It says “Har-Ber Scholar” because my high school’s name was an amalgamation of the two first names of the richest couple in my home town, Harvey and Bernice Jones. It has a really crude likeness of Rodin’s The Thinker on it. Like. Really crude.

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