From Sat's horosocope: "Unreliable people may disappoint you." I would love to thank you all for proving them wrong and not only being reliable but also not disappointing but we know that would not be true. The truth is, I am glad I can always rely on all of you to disappoint me. And I would not want it any other way!
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Which would you rather?
Autobiography Title
Current: The second shot is always the first mistake
Still in the running:
* Taking my Angry Tyrant for a Walk
* One Big Mistake
* A Nun Without An Order
* Tragic Choices
* Beautiful Disaster
* Excitement Then Despair
* Lessons Never Learned
* And then God Laughed
Still in the running:
* Taking my Angry Tyrant for a Walk
* One Big Mistake
* A Nun Without An Order
* Tragic Choices
* Beautiful Disaster
* Excitement Then Despair
* Lessons Never Learned
* And then God Laughed
Hangover Tracker
Top HO of 2008:
1. Early June 2008...In case you were wondering, drinking beer on an empty stomach with very little water while hanging out by the pool on a hot Memphis day will never turn out well. Dehydration, Heat Exhaustion and regular hangover takes 3 days to recover. Though you do lose 5lbs.
2. March 15th...2 shots of Jager, at least 5 blue moons, several bud lights, one cigarette leaves me with a miserable saturday morning of praying to the porcelain god.
3. Feb 10th...456 beers is never a good idea
Top 3 of all time:
1. Day after Cinco de Mayo 2000; just ask me about it
2. See early June 2008...
2. Sept 22nd 2007; never party the day BEFORE your bday
Honorable Mention:
Sometime in early 1998; parents visinting me in college, mom shoving me towards a trash can on Canal street. Dad just walking away...
1. Early June 2008...In case you were wondering, drinking beer on an empty stomach with very little water while hanging out by the pool on a hot Memphis day will never turn out well. Dehydration, Heat Exhaustion and regular hangover takes 3 days to recover. Though you do lose 5lbs.
2. March 15th...2 shots of Jager, at least 5 blue moons, several bud lights, one cigarette leaves me with a miserable saturday morning of praying to the porcelain god.
3. Feb 10th...456 beers is never a good idea
Top 3 of all time:
1. Day after Cinco de Mayo 2000; just ask me about it
2. See early June 2008...
2. Sept 22nd 2007; never party the day BEFORE your bday
Honorable Mention:
Sometime in early 1998; parents visinting me in college, mom shoving me towards a trash can on Canal street. Dad just walking away...
Me
- ana.miranda
- I think I am funnier than you. In fact, I am sure of it. There is nothing really more to say.
yes, i am this cool
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- this is your brain
- technology sucks
- a true fat kid
- about a little before
- champagne
- the oscars
- tina fey is my new girlfriend
- leave me alone people
- wait, there are better excuses
- best excuse ever...
- Cuba Si, Castro No
- ugh
- the judges, UPDATED
- confession of the day
- a few things...
- confession of the day
- this is what i know of love
- a valentine song for you
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- i need today
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- speaking of love...
- yet another low
- drugs kill dreams...
- missing the point
- no confession, just a valentine
- you can all relax
- worst than pizza emails
- why am i surprised
- february in saudi arabia anyone?
- no confession, just a valentine
- not good
- thank you
- no confession, just a valentine
- For the 556th time...
- fried cheese and chicken wings saved my life
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- poll results
- no confession, just a valentine
- this explains my citibank bill...
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these are true stories. except when i make them up.
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