I went out to din-nair with my dear friend, Matt. We saw a guy get a ticket for making a lot of noise on his motorcycle. On one hand I felt bad for the guy, on the other hand, I felt happy about it, cause that always drives me nuts.
Matt got a chicken cheese steak, I got a chicken cheese steak, needless to say, the restaurant didn't have any torpedo rolls to serve them on, so we got them in wrap form. On one hand, I felt bad for us, on the other hand, we both decided it was pretty damned good in a wrap once we had it.
My back was being annoying on this night, so we didn't walk around that much. On one hand, that was a bummer since there is a lot of stuff to look at where we were, on the other hand, it was nice to just sit and chill for a long time.
okay that's enough hands.
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