I am already excited about going out and getting drunk in a couple of hours because I can’t seem to remember all the funny shit I saw yesterday and I need new material. Every couple of months, my brain just stops working on me and shit I tell myself to remember always just disappear, but I do know that it is Frosh week and despite how annoying it is seeing a bunch of young girls hanging out with a bunch of lame dudes that they just met when they moved to the city wasted, naive and pretty much acting as wild as they fuckin’ can, it’s better than sitting on my couch listening to my wife breathing in the other room.
That said, Miranda Kerr is supposed to be this prodigy model and everyone is freaking out about her and I just don’t get it. There’s really nothing special about her and to honor that, I wrote a post that is really nothing special. It happens.