Let's get the big news out of the way first: well, I graduated from college.
Phew. No need to linger on that, right? And go down memory lane, start to miss my friends, teachers, even the trees...Yeah, no need for that.
So let's talk about...diners? Instead? Yes. Diners. Who doesn't love a good, old-fashioned diner? Remnants of America's bygone halcyon days, yada yada yada. I just like the bright colors and the milkshakes. Especially at this diner - oh Southside. I will write you a sonnet one day about your Oreo cream pie. I guess I can't avoid the collegiate memory lane entirely since this particular diner is just off-campus and is a staple for hungry college students looking to avoid the dining hall on the weekends. So right now my love letter to this place will be in the form of lovingly edited photographs and a entire blog post to it. To Southside Diner, xoxo love me.
Phew. No need to linger on that, right? And go down memory lane, start to miss my friends, teachers, even the trees...Yeah, no need for that.
So let's talk about...diners? Instead? Yes. Diners. Who doesn't love a good, old-fashioned diner? Remnants of America's bygone halcyon days, yada yada yada. I just like the bright colors and the milkshakes. Especially at this diner - oh Southside. I will write you a sonnet one day about your Oreo cream pie. I guess I can't avoid the collegiate memory lane entirely since this particular diner is just off-campus and is a staple for hungry college students looking to avoid the dining hall on the weekends. So right now my love letter to this place will be in the form of lovingly edited photographs and a entire blog post to it. To Southside Diner, xoxo love me.
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