No Self-Control (or Dinner at The Keg)
Wow. I love The Keg. It is my favourite restaurant, I think. Scrap that. It is definitely my favourite restaurant! I am never disappointed when I go there and tonight was no different. Yesterday was my brother's birthday and last weekend was my dad's, so we went out tonight and it was great! But I ate so much that when we got home my mom had to rub my back like I was a little child... it was worth it, though.
I can't believe how quickly the time is coming until I have to leave. I know that I've said that like 3 times now, but it really is unbelievable.
Hannah, your peanut butter is as good as bought. Yup... good old-fashioned chunky peanut butter, just like home. It's chunky alright, extra chunky; just for you.
Nicole, I bought your batteries. They are right next to Hannah's chunky peanut butter.
I get to go to the dentist tomorrow. I love the dentist. Good night everyone.
4 Comments:
yo bari... if you can't squeeze the peanut butter in, don't worry.
those things way like a tonne and i'm sure you have weight restrictions...
seriously, don't worry about bringing it.
my mum's sending me some anyways...
hannah
Thanks for flaunting your Keg dinner in my face. You know how I feel about the food. You are heartless. You didn't even bring back scraps for me? Who are you?
-ash
thanks bari!
I will give you some euros as payback in D-Land.
nicole
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