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| - Okay, so it's not been my favorite week. And after contemplating a dive off the Ft. Duquesne bridge, I followed some ex friend hag's advice and decided to get out of the house to go do something! Now, being a typical woman, she suggested retail shopping therapy. But I'm not one to blow my budget out of the water over a broken heart/bad-man-done-me wrong deal. No way. So, I go to Roland's. Now, I'm not saying that they are better then a 1-800 help-me hot line. But, they come darn close. I had one of their famous hot lobster rolls. Sure, David (hot & sweet little server) suggested that I consider having the cold roll, but no, I'm a woman. I do not listen. Hot, hot, hot. Amy is right. The buttery rolls do melt in your mouth. The strawberry margarita wasn't half bad, either. Actually, it was totally awesome. While it didn't entirely make all my problems go away, it made me forget about them for an hour or so. And so, life goes on.....
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