Friday, August 19, 2005

Only 10 days left...

This is so sad. I'm sitting, trying to pack up everything in this apartment of mine today. Ok, I'm really not working all that hard on it because I'm so frustrated, but still, that's not the point.

The point is how sad this is. Trying to pack up and move my life -- again.

Wasn't I just doing this last summer with our house? Now, I have to do this with my apartment to move into an even small apartment. Eeesh.

I've come to a couple conclusions today:

1) I'm not a good packer

2) I have less stuff than when I started

3) Even though I have less than I started with, I don't know where to put it all

4) Packing sucks when you're not a spatially conceptual person

5) Moving is like the bane of my existence (even more than Samantha Brown on "Great Hotels")

So, anyways...I finally gave up and I'm sitting here. I just ate some sushi. Cleaned the bathrooms. And swiffered half of the kitchen.

I feel rather spent actually considering I only got about five hours of sleep last night. Don't you just love stress-induced insomnia?

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Shirts say the world...

So, I was walking home from the Prudential Center to the Hynes Convention Center T stop last night when I saw the best shirt on this kid standing outside the fire department on Boylston St.

"Your village called, they're missing their idiot."

I couldn't help but smile as I was walking up the street. Not even the L. Ron Hubbard creepy scientologists giving out stress tests on Mass Ave. could make me stop smiling. I think they might have been slightly creeped out by the cheerfulness in my "no thank you" as they tried to give me a complimentary L. Ron Hubbard book.

Sorry, but this kid isn't converting to the religion also known as You-Turned-Tom-Cruise-Crazy-and-Now-We-Must-Save-Katie-Holmes-Because-of-You-Loopy-Lemmings.

It's been a while...

Yes, I know it has been an unusually long time since I have written in this creepy, yet somehow interesting manifesto that I call my life. Partially due to the fact that I don't have a computer of my own with internet access. Former roommates -- don't you love it when they just take modems out of your bedroom and then move out? I know I do.

Actually, after this weekend, I will have this lovely (totally sarcastic there) apartment all to myself. Lindsay's moving out this weekend. Well, there is the subletter, Kori, but she really isn't here all that much, so for the sake of saying that I have this place to myself, I have the place to myself.

I guess I've just been busy working lately. Getting ready to move outta this place in a few weeks. I can't believe I'm only down to a few weeks left and then its back to Milwaukee. I am slightly saddened by this. I can't say that I haven't loved Boston. Because it has been an incredible experience for me over the past two years. Really, it has. As much as I complain about the crappy T, stupid Emerson, and even the crummy still has been my home for two years.

I guess most of all I'm going to miss all the people who I have met over the past two years from school and all the great kids at Cold Stone. It'll be weird not seeing their faces everyday anymore, y'know?

But things change and this is the next change in my life.

Brett is moving back to Milwaukee with me...eventually. We're going to try and find an apartment and talk with dad about everything (he moved back from San Diego -- LONG story). All in all...we're starting a new life together.

And I'm totally cool with that.

Monday, March 28, 2005

Happy Belated Bunny Day!

So, I had a pretty great weekend. I guess anything that involves eating a massive amount of meat, a great night out with friends, and an Easter egg hunt has to be pretty darn good.

We ended up going to this place over by BC called Eagle's Deli. They specialize in these massive burgers from a pound up to five-pounds. The guys wanted to see who could actually gorge themselves into oblivion by eating the three or the five pounder. But the counter dude gave us wicked attitude over ordering something that big so they just ate the one-pounders. Which nonetheless was a shit-load of meat.

Afterwards, we ended up going to Big City (I was actually about to say Axel's for some odd reason...hmm...wonder what I'm thinking about). We hung out and played some pool and watched the Illinois vs. Arizona game.

Then, after that me and Brett came back to my place. I had set-up the house for a special Easter Egg Hunt for him. It's probably one of the most creative things I have ever done for someone...and for once it actually went over well. I put cute little things in the eggs that he could redeem like I'll watch Lord of the Rings with him or make him dinner, etc. I'm psyched because now he can start redeeming the things. It's really cute and I think he really enjoyed it. I just love how he gets all excited when he sees me and just his huge smile. He's so adorable.

So, I'm glad we had a good weekend. :)

Monday, March 21, 2005

Isn't It Sweet?

UWM is going to the Sweet 16!! Woo-Hoo!! I'm so psyched. I love March Madness. It's like the three or four weeks of the year that I just totally love. And to undergrad university's basketball team has now made it to the elite field of 65 teams, down to 32, now down to 16.

Albeit, that have to take on Illinois in their regional in Chicago, but I think it will be a close game. Sure, Illinois has been ranked the #1 team in the nation and has some crazy 20 straight game winning streak or whatever the hell they did this year. I know it's a lot to wish for...but it would be sweet to see the Panthers make it to the elite 8.


Sunday, March 06, 2005


Woo-Hoo! It's spring break! I'd flash my boobs, but what's the fun in that?!?

So, I'm spending the first half of my break working, working, and working. Ok, I'm also trying to get rid of this virus and inner ear infection that I have that's causing me to get really bad cases of vertigo. Yea, not fun. I've just spent the past 18 hours sleeping. No lie. No one's at home, so I figured I'd take this lovely opportunity to become one with my bed. I don't think I've gone to bed at 6:30 since I was in like first grade.

Brett's in Florida 'til Wednesday night covering spring training. So, I don't have him to bug. When he comes back we're going up to Vermont for a nice, long weekend. I get to meet his sister, Cory. She's home on break from Ohio.

Oooh...Brett told me he loved me. How sweet! I'm so psyched! I'm just so in love with him, too. As scared as I am about the next few months, I think we'll figure something out to make it work -- at least I really hope we do (that is, when we finally have this long-awaited talk we've been putting off).

It's just going to be fairly tough, I think with him graduating and getting a job. Plus, I'm probably going to moving home at the end of the summer. I think I've decided to take a leave of absence for a semester or two and just work a little while to catch up financially. I just don't have the means to move across town into a new place right now...not to mention I don't have the energy, patience, or manpower to do it. I just think right now that that's the best option for me.

Brett needs a place to live after the end of next month. I don't know if that's going to play any part in anything. Imaeyen and Melissa are subletting so if he wants to move in, he can. I just don't know how he feels about moving in with me. Bill and Todd were nice enough to offer him a place to stay, too.

It's just been really hard the past few weeks. I'm so scared that this is all going to go away, so I'd rather not even have the conversation, y'know? I'd just kinda like to avoid the whole thing. I've been so happy with him the past couple of months. It's been absolutely amazing. I really do love him. I just don't think I should be a factor at all in his future plans, though. He shouldn't have to worry about a girlfriend right now. He has the rest of his life for that. I dunno. I'm just really nervous about the whole thing.

I want to promise him the world. But I can't even promise him a month from now. I really wish I could try, though. I've never felt like this before. It's like we always talked about doing all these things together and I just want the chance to do them. I want to ride the ferris wheel at Navy Pier with him. I want him to meet my family. I want to be the one to take him to California for the first time. I just want the chance.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Long Time No Post...

Ok, so I realize it has been almost two months since I really last blogged. It really is such a blur. A lot has happened.

The quick recap:
  • Graduating next December because I couldn't find a chair for my thesis topic
  • Went back to Milwaukee for two weeks
  • My dad moved to San Diego
  • My brother George is in the hospital for some weird skin infection
  • Me and Brett are officially a couple...YAY!
  • Went to DC to cover the inauguration
  • Went to Vermont to meet Brett's family
  • I got promoted to Asst. Manager at Cold Stone...LOL
  • Did I mention me and Brett are officially a couple?
  • I'm now 24 and hitting my quarterlife crisis
  • I'm producing a class documentary on Chinatown...shoot me, please
  • I'm interning at "Frontline" for WGBH

    Yea, it's been a blur. Yet so crazily amazing...much in part to Brett. Yea, I don't know. It's not like we expected this to happen. But it is so amazing and we're both so happy.

    The week I spent in Vermont...As worried and scared as I was, I really enjoyed my time up there. For one, it was so incredibly relaxing and beautiful. This gorgeous house overlooking a can that not be beautiful? And just having the chance to meet his family and see this other part of his life...It's like...He's letting me into his life and wants me to be a part of it. I guess I just didn't have that before.

    He makes me feel so unbelievably special. I just can't get enough of him. I guess I've never really longed for someone before, but when we're not together, I just crave him so much. Like its so hard to not see him with our busy schedules. I want him to be the first person I see in the morning, or the last voice I hear at night, y'know? I get this funny tingle down my spine when he holds my hand as we walk down the street. I get tongue-tied when we're alone together and its just so hard to find the right words to express just how much he means to me.

    It's kinda like that.

    As for the rest of it...I'm still pretty busy. Work, work, work. While I only really have one technical class per week, I seem to always be at school. Otherwise, I have my internship over at Frontline, which is pretty cool. I'm working in the post-production department. This past week I got to help with a re-edit of a Donald Rumsfeld profile. Kinda cool.

    This documentary on Chinatown is probably going to kill me. One, because I just don't have the time I need to dedicate to being as good of a producer as I know I probably can be. Two, I just don't have people who want to work hard on it. Little thing called senior-itis, I guess.

    Dad moved to San Diego a few weeks ago. He's actually leaving for the Philippines tomorrow morning, so I really won't talk to him for another month or so when he's back. I wanted to go out to SD for spring break, but I just don't think I'll have the money for it. Hopefully, I'll have the time this summer to go there and Milwaukee...and bring Brett with me, so he has the chance to meet my crazy family now.

    Ahh, so much going on...Ok, hopefully I'll be better with posting again... sigh...