i feel very productive after this weekend. i successfully saw everyone i set out to see, i was able to walk away from saturday night without a black eye or even a hang over. my costume idea won 3rd place in the costume contest of approx 20-25 people. i was able to experience what it was like to sleep in one of my dresses, (sooo much fun, they should make nightgowns more like tight dresses). i got to see JGs wicked cute place, and meet her "husband", i had some burnt jiffy pop popcorn, watched a movie that i really didn't want to see with mandy moore in it, and it made me cry. grrrrr.
very very fun weekend. and i'm looking very very forward to not traveling for the next two weekends. i am on call this weekend and next. woooot!
its 11am, and i already want to go back to bed. :( i'll have to speak with my friend sugar free red bull.
i think its pretty funny how i am asked by pretty much everyone over and over again if and when i am going to move back to MA (its coming dangerously close to being asked of me more often than, "do they have another brother?") ... as much as i love boston, and the people i know there, i wouldn't have sold off all my stuff and packed up my life 6 months ago if i had any reservations about moving back to NY. staying there would have been the easier path of least resistance. but despite not having a core group of "good time" friends, i'm back where i belong, and i have no doubt that i'll eventually fall into a groove and meet the people in the next chapter of my life. at the same time, i'm also very grateful to be able to thumb back and relive the last chapter as often as i want. :)
halloween pics here
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