Please stop talking to me about linens when my head is spinning with impossible passion.

Last night my roommates and I went to a bar. I was dressed as Link from Zelda. A guy at the bar who had his face painted like a skeleton got so excited that he came over to me while we were playing darts, told me I was the cutest thing he'd ever seen, and handed me his phone number inscribed on a drawing of the triforce. I am the queen of the nerds

I may as well fill up my schedule, because there's no point in having time off if no one wants to spend it with you.

I don't remember Boston being this lonely.

WHAT AM I DOING ON LIVEJOURNAL WHEN I SHOULD BE WORKING?

Things are good. So far I have been to Innsbruck (Austria), Paris, and Berlin. This weekend Sean and I are going to Brussels and then to Maastricht, the town in the Netherlands where my friends who were here last year discovered a bartender who looked exactly like Sean. We must find him ( Read more... )

Just got back from Amsterdam. A terrific city, really. The prostitutes sex workers sit inside windows and display their goods, and the air always seems to have a faint trace of marijuana. The canals are lovely, as are the buildings. I went to four museums and destroyed my feet with all the walking on cobblestones, so that each step feels like ( Read more... )

I am not a good girl.

Coming home for Thanksgiving. Somehow I found myself inviting Rebecca and Scott. It seemed like a good idea at the time...

What if my family and friends are too crazy for them?

Felt the need to post. Not sure why, as nothing is really going on. I'm spending most of my time at work or school, and both suck. Well, not really. I'm just not enjoying my classes this semester. After having such a terrific spring semester, I knew that this one would be a letdown. And it is. I don't really love any of my classes, and ( Read more... )