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Thursday, December 13, 2007 5:05 AM

I.O.U

(whatever that means) (it was from a random stone bench)
W is for white. White, is for shann.

WE'RE IN ITALY BABY!

Swenn and i were, that bored.












This one is for you squishy! They gave me all their love. Lovely.
When i say that dinner was mind blowing, i really mean that dinner was fucking, good. It was SO DAMN GOOD I STILL CANNOT GET OVER IT. I couldn't walk after dinner. My whole nice little family had the pleasure of standing in the chilly wind next to the traffic light, waiting for my food to settle because i was like a walking snow man. The parma ham was just heavenly, as usual. The white wine was exceptionally good and so perfectly chilled. I'm not a huge fan of oysters but the ones i had tonight were the best i've ever taken in my whole entire life, i swear. I had like what, five six, when i usually take just one. I love Italian food, period. And the ice cream!! It was like a billion times better than ben&jerrys! It wasn't super sweet but it was so creamy, smooth, i just couldn't believe how good it was. It was also one of the best i've ever had. AND JUST LOOK AT THE RASPBERRIES AND BLUEBERRIES. (For those who know how a sucker i am for them, YES I JUST TOTALLY GORGED MYSELF WITH FOOD LIKE THE HAPPIEST PIG ALIVE.)


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