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submit n0 excuse (12:53:34 PM): youre italian
submit n0 excuse (12:53:37 PM): go make me dinner
so yesterday i went in to boston to visit my grandmother in the hospital. she had cancer and got part of her lung taken out, and is having all these procedures done. we stayed there for about an hour and when we left i convinced my parents to take us out to eat in the north end at my favorite place.
loconte's is amazingggggg. i've been there about five times now.
peter&terry outside loconte's. [you can see my reflection in the door]
after that we drove around a little, random stuff that we went by...
amin's family probably owns it. juuuuuuuuust kidding.
i love the "france sucks" tshirts in the window.
of course, there was a million people there. too bad mike's SUCKS. modern's is way better. trust me.
then tony got sick of us, aka he had to go back to the hospital. so he dropped us off here.
peter got confused so we walked across the street for nothing, then had to go back.
six o'clock train back to lowell.
it stops here. obviously.
english major, what?
peter crosses his legs like a girl.
&&thats how we knew we were home.
besides the shitty hospital visit, it was a pretty good day.
ps;
i'm pretty badass, if you couldn't tell. =)
submit n0 excuse (12:53:37 PM): go make me dinner
so yesterday i went in to boston to visit my grandmother in the hospital. she had cancer and got part of her lung taken out, and is having all these procedures done. we stayed there for about an hour and when we left i convinced my parents to take us out to eat in the north end at my favorite place.
loconte's is amazingggggg. i've been there about five times now.
peter&terry outside loconte's. [you can see my reflection in the door]
after that we drove around a little, random stuff that we went by...
amin's family probably owns it. juuuuuuuuust kidding.
i love the "france sucks" tshirts in the window.
of course, there was a million people there. too bad mike's SUCKS. modern's is way better. trust me.
then tony got sick of us, aka he had to go back to the hospital. so he dropped us off here.
peter got confused so we walked across the street for nothing, then had to go back.
six o'clock train back to lowell.
it stops here. obviously.
english major, what?
peter crosses his legs like a girl.
&&thats how we knew we were home.
besides the shitty hospital visit, it was a pretty good day.
ps;
i'm pretty badass, if you couldn't tell. =)