Tarte

Every word is filled with drama

My friend from camp decided that it would be a brilliant idea to go into Little Italy for dinner tonight.
The wind was insane, and we hardly knew our way. Plus, add the obstacles of mean cabbies, crazy subway riders, and rude waiters and you've got quite an adventure. Well, at least the food was good
We ended up getting back to my house around 11 for a sort of mini game night. And now I am completely exhausted

Goodnight all