
That moment when you find out that a super blackout-drunk hookup you had with a stranger at a dance was not a secret all along. It seemed so much funnier when I thought it would never come back to haunt me…
The last time I looked at the clock this evening it was 11:11pm. I made a wish. I looked at the clock again just a moment ago and it was 1:11 am. That’s a lot of ones. There is no other point to this post. Carry on.