Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
shadesong

* Adam's mom Will Not come to our house. At all. Because we don't have a banister, and she has a hard time with stairs. Which means that, when she visits, we cannot bring her back to the house to hang out... we need to shuffle slowly around town all day. Which is hell on *my* legs.

* Dad's GPS pwned him, leaving me to figure out a route from the restaurant back to the hotel through the upchucked spaghetti of one-way roads that is Boston. Which I did. I want a cookie.

* I have been very patient, these last ten hours. You have no idea.

* Tomorrow, we're either spending another two hours in Target so Adam's mom can exchange the suitcase she spent an hour selecting today, or we're going on a Duck Tour or to Fanueil Hall or something. I don't know. I sleep now.
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