On the 3rd day in Roma, I’m caught between shit to do, shit not to do, rooms to go to. Thats the state I’m in right now. :(. I can’t believe Manzi’s roommate was freestyling so he could go to sleep. Bullshit. And this fucking Joe dude needs to learn how to compliment people and enter gracefully into a conversation. What an ass. I don’t think this is what I wanted to write, but I just feel sort of empty-headed anyway. This drink is really good, Arancia Rossa Non Gassata; 1.5 L, 200 mL per serving, real sugars, for 1,49 euro. Straordinario :)
