Sunday, March 8, 2009

the fifth day or, running away is always an option

the fifth day of the twentieth year

what did we learn today? that everything eventually catches up to you in the end and you're better off just taking care of it when it first appears. or you can run away to westport.


everybody likes sushi on the beach. everybody. especially when it's fifty degrees.


when did one of my favorite places become a beach in new england? who am i? really? but can you blame me? the one thing i don't understand is all the rocks. where the hell did all of these rocks come from? is there some demented easter bunny depositing rocks instead of eggs? not cool hoppy st.tail. not cool at all.


julia, we ate chili in your bedroom. then we jumped on the bed. DON'T TELL MOM!!


the friendly's in dartmouth is the most mismanaged chain restaraunt i've ever been in. white trashy people serving cheap and tasty food. this is not a winning combination. you think it would be all buttercups and lollipops, but it is not.


and the ice cream was not as good as previously touted. I WAS SO LET DOWN FRIENDLY'S. never again. never again.

i apologize for being boring. i promise that next week i'll do something more interesting. but i probably won't.

2 comments:

  1. I WANNA EAT ICE CREAM WITH CAITLING AND BEAR

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  2. haha - if you haven't noticed, I am reading up on all your posts. extremely jealous that you and bar get to escape to westport and eat chili in my bedroom. please jump on the bed a few extra times for me next time :)

    still can't believe the hammock tree got knocked down by lightning!! wtf

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