Byrnes: I think we took out the Internet with our sex.
Demetrus: Listen, man. I was in Cambridge, and I saw this girl in a white dress coming out of the Harvard T Station. The way she walked into Harvard Square, she looked like she owned the fucking place.
Byrnes: That’s my Amber!
Byrnes at The Pour House for Fourth of July dinner.
The Fourth with Byrnes and Charles.
Last week was fabulous, and then hectic. After my trip to Boston, I realised that I had forgotten to enter some very important appointments into my calendar (which means that I will have missed two), my copy of Adobe Web Premium CS3 had stopped working (which is disastrous since I regularly use Photoshop, Flash, [...]
Me: Finally back in Boston. Let’s get dinner.
Byrnes: Unfortunately the only food we can get at this hour is pizza or hot dogs.
Me: Sweetie, you know that I’m always up for some late night hot juicy sausage.
Me: Look! All those straight roads and little houses all the same size and color. It’s like they planned the layout of the city.
Byrnes: They kinda did. The Great Fire?
Me: They didn’t have to rebuild it that way. Boston can learn a few things from Chicago.
Byrnes and me at the wedding reception.
Byrnes checking his iPhone before the wedding.
Me: Look! This is what I love about coming here. I can see the horizon. And so far into the distance! It’s beautiful.
Byrnes: Welcome to the South, Amber.
Me: But there are so few trees! I don’t know where I could nest overnight.
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