Cartier SUCKS

I'm definately still drunk so I have to write some shit down before I forget:

*went into the city with my parents today. had fun at neimans, tifs, yurman, etc. ("GIVE ME YOUR TREASURES!!!)

*after a drink at kitty o'shea's, we chatted up a rando on the street and he told us to go to this italian place in the north end. we went.

*IT WAS AWESOME! and our rando friend (peter) came and joined us. im pretty sure he was in the mob. We drank a lot of really nice chianti.

*In the meantime, my mom managed to pick a fight with some random hoes.

*We ventured to some bar, and brought the hoes my mom was fighting with. They were best friends at this point.

*Blurry

*Upon leaving fanueil hall, my mom ran into some firemen.

*Then she hopped in their truck.

*I'm not kidding.
*And now I am home, somehow.

Gotta sleep, lakeshow tomorrow then back to El Lay.

xoxoxo shmeegles