Back in Beantown

Well it's hard to blog about Boston Creme Toni when Toni was in Cali all summer. But now that she has left the land of everything good to the land of why the hell is there no Mexican food anywhere she has some great material to work with!

Hmm...so a recap of my first week...would require about an 180 minute full length feature film. Mom actually said at one point that my life is straight from a hilarious movie. I wanted to throw the phone onto the Mass Pike. Then I realized having no form of communication would possibly just add salt to the wound.

To keep things simple I will say this. I have no car. I have no sense of direction. I had no house. And the Statehouse Program is about as intense as a Category Five Hurricane. My first weekend was spent walking about ten blocks in the heat in heels and with a suitcase in hand balling my eyes out because I still had twenty more blocks to go in two minutes to make it to my rental car. I've learned that people can google me just like I can google them so I won't go into all the details of that day. But I think it had a promising ending. We'll see come next week.

I've had just about every emotion known to man in the past week. But somehow have managed to stay somewhat alive and coherent. My lesson has been that I need to leave about two hours before I need to be anywhere to make time to get completely lost and then call my parents or sister or Jenn and find myself back on track.

The weather is still as bipolar as ever. Yesterday it was 95 degrees. Today the sun is nowhere in sight.

Oh yes and I am in the land of gold shirt wearing BC maniacs. Dar how did you ever do this? My favorite new coffee shop is right across from BC so all I see is undergrads running around. As much as I thought there wasn't a huge age difference I am feeling it more and more. I wonder if this means I should give up on Zac? He is only 19. And apparently likes nakey pictures of his girlfriend. Apparently innocence nowadays can't even be found on Disney.