I am back from my excursion to Maine to visit Amy.
I saw alotta movies, had alotta fun, and alotta laughs.
Laura got on the floor for some reason I do not remember correctly.
I took a picture. Of course.
Amy's old house in Portsmouth. May or may not be haunted. Looked like noone was living there or something. Its a way old building.
This was under the front stairs of Amy's old house. Her older brother put it there...in 1994. Was funny/cool to see.
We went to the Macaroni Grill to eat, with Amy's mom, Aunt and Nana and Amy drew this. Kick ass.
I need to learn to take better pictures or something. I don't have any of me with people, and its just my own fault.