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.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
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 weather...it 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.
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 weather...it 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.
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