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I'm movin' in, it would seem. Vox seemed tempting enough to justify me taking the plunge.
Unfortunately, it's 1:30 in the morning and I smell like vomit.
Since you're wondering - no, it's not my vomit. One of my coworkers put together something of a Halloween party and I was the designated driver for my girlfriend, J. It's her vomit. And it smells like love.
With a hint of stomach acid.
For now, though, goodnight. And please drink responsibly.