home & my homies

it's been a nice visit to the 717. it's weird to even call it a visit. but i guess it is, since i don't really live here anymore and won't ever really live here again unless i graduate and give up on life and move back in with mom & pops. went to the diner with a bunch of pals- had a super rude waitress who informed us that there's a $2 minimum per person. SINCE WHEEENN??? i totally went on a bitch fit. because seriously- it's a diner. where do they get off charging a minimum? it was almost completely empty so it's not like we're taking space away from paying customers. and it's not like we're going there for the food- the beauty of the diner is that it's cheap and we can just sit there for hours. it doesn't have much else going for it. i was highly annoyed. (also: it might have just been that b of a waitress. i've never heard of a $2 minimum and i practically lived at that diner in high school.) we also hung out in sheetz and talked about candy for forty-five minutes. i have some seriously odd friends but it's incredible how much they mean to me- it's nice to have people who know you so well. the rest of the weekend was spent with family and thrifting and conquering the massive pile of laundry i brought home. and enjoying wireless internet (hence the thousand blog posts in the past two days). my mom made me wash my feet and clean them because they are seriously nasssttayyyyy. now it's back to philly- back to heat and dirty feet and my awesome roomie and my internship and the friends i have sprinkled throughout the city. it's a different kind of home but it's growing on me.