in the cut
well....a little late, but happy 2006. if you didn't know, 2006 is unofficially the year of serendipity according to myself and christine. it should be a welcome change from the year of insanity, 2005. yeeeah man.
anyways, jen came to visit on wednesday evening and just left today. we had a TON of fun which included going to mile away for a nice fancy dinner. well, the dinner was fine, but who are we kidding, i basically only went to have the rum ball for dessert because it's so delicious. also, we watched many movies including brokeback mountain, wedding crashers, and my new favorite, imaginary heroes. i want ryan donowho somethin' baaaaad. there is a whole other side to him than the dude on the oc, fo' real.
saturday we headed into boston with rachael, and met up with julie, rose, and laura. there was frolicking around boston common and dinner at the cheesecake factory which was fantastic. however, while waiting for the commuter rail at north station, we had quite the adventure.
jen, rachael, and i were sitting on the floor, as all of the benches were taken. suddenly, a man who was very clearly both drunk and mentally unstable moseys on over to us and starts telling us that we're beautiful and that we look like the bronte sisters (the authors?). "which one is charlotte? which one is emily?" he babbles. we just ignore him and give concerned glances to the other people in the train station.
he keeps bothering us, asking us where we're from, etc. he finally leaves, only to return 5 minutes later and sits down in front of us, talking about how we should start reading classic literature. "you're classic beauties, each of you, in different ways." right. "i'm not going to hurt you, jesus christ! i just got out of jail." at this point, everyone in the station is basically staring at us and sees that we want no part of this freak.
suddenly, our saviors arrive, so to speak. this adorable guy who looked much like ace from real world (except with facial hair), and an older guy come up and stand behind the creep. the creep turns around, and says "oh, i'm just talking to them! they're the smartest fucking girls in the entire station!" and the older dude goes, "MMHMM" and glares angrily. the creepy man leaves, and we started talking to the guy and the kid, who turns out to be his son.
they were from texas, and the kid, who looked to be about 23, was so southern and adorable. he was like "that's what you get for being cute" and continued flirting with us and chatting until our train came. we learned his name was nick and he was moving to nashua. siiiigh. so, something good did come of the situation eventually! it was certainly very serendipitous, anyway. great times.
in the airport today, jen and i had a great time observing the dude that came out from the airport bar every 5 minutes like clockwork to check his flight, and returned to the bar immediately after. he eventually just disappeared somewhere.
and it wouldn't be complete without
sweet graffiti on a train in lowell...
julie & rose at the skating rink on boston common. i can't ice skate for the life of me.
boston rulz.
we decided to pose with the random frog figurines at the playground...rachael!
jennnn
i'm a total hobo
we got real creepy and took a stalker picture of this cute hat boy.
cheesecake factoryyyy
rose, myself, and laura.
rachael, jen & julie
i threw this one in because he's pretty much perfect.
i also had to record the random/funny quotes of the past five days for my own amusement and probably no one else's:
"follow the fat guy in the gray shirt"
"are we going to have fun?" "NO"
"she didn't dye our hair this morniiiiing"
"heh heh heh, i'm the shittiest dude"
"see boys, wishes DO come true"
"still pretty fuckin' retaaarded"
"touche"
"where's my trailer? where hell is my trailer?"
"you should feel my tail"
"it's just love, man"
"all is well, yes?"
"wanna have sex?"
"death, you're my bitch lover!!!"
"i just lost my virginity in a confessional...LORD HAVE MERCY"
there might be more...but who knows.
back to marist in less than a week....who the crap is our new housemate?!
anyways, jen came to visit on wednesday evening and just left today. we had a TON of fun which included going to mile away for a nice fancy dinner. well, the dinner was fine, but who are we kidding, i basically only went to have the rum ball for dessert because it's so delicious. also, we watched many movies including brokeback mountain, wedding crashers, and my new favorite, imaginary heroes. i want ryan donowho somethin' baaaaad. there is a whole other side to him than the dude on the oc, fo' real.
saturday we headed into boston with rachael, and met up with julie, rose, and laura. there was frolicking around boston common and dinner at the cheesecake factory which was fantastic. however, while waiting for the commuter rail at north station, we had quite the adventure.
jen, rachael, and i were sitting on the floor, as all of the benches were taken. suddenly, a man who was very clearly both drunk and mentally unstable moseys on over to us and starts telling us that we're beautiful and that we look like the bronte sisters (the authors?). "which one is charlotte? which one is emily?" he babbles. we just ignore him and give concerned glances to the other people in the train station.
he keeps bothering us, asking us where we're from, etc. he finally leaves, only to return 5 minutes later and sits down in front of us, talking about how we should start reading classic literature. "you're classic beauties, each of you, in different ways." right. "i'm not going to hurt you, jesus christ! i just got out of jail." at this point, everyone in the station is basically staring at us and sees that we want no part of this freak.
suddenly, our saviors arrive, so to speak. this adorable guy who looked much like ace from real world (except with facial hair), and an older guy come up and stand behind the creep. the creep turns around, and says "oh, i'm just talking to them! they're the smartest fucking girls in the entire station!" and the older dude goes, "MMHMM" and glares angrily. the creepy man leaves, and we started talking to the guy and the kid, who turns out to be his son.
they were from texas, and the kid, who looked to be about 23, was so southern and adorable. he was like "that's what you get for being cute" and continued flirting with us and chatting until our train came. we learned his name was nick and he was moving to nashua. siiiigh. so, something good did come of the situation eventually! it was certainly very serendipitous, anyway. great times.
in the airport today, jen and i had a great time observing the dude that came out from the airport bar every 5 minutes like clockwork to check his flight, and returned to the bar immediately after. he eventually just disappeared somewhere.
and it wouldn't be complete without
sweet graffiti on a train in lowell...
julie & rose at the skating rink on boston common. i can't ice skate for the life of me.
boston rulz.
we decided to pose with the random frog figurines at the playground...rachael!
jennnn
i'm a total hobo
we got real creepy and took a stalker picture of this cute hat boy.
cheesecake factoryyyy
rose, myself, and laura.
rachael, jen & julie
i threw this one in because he's pretty much perfect.
i also had to record the random/funny quotes of the past five days for my own amusement and probably no one else's:
"follow the fat guy in the gray shirt"
"are we going to have fun?" "NO"
"she didn't dye our hair this morniiiiing"
"heh heh heh, i'm the shittiest dude"
"see boys, wishes DO come true"
"still pretty fuckin' retaaarded"
"touche"
"where's my trailer? where hell is my trailer?"
"you should feel my tail"
"it's just love, man"
"all is well, yes?"
"wanna have sex?"
"death, you're my bitch lover!!!"
"i just lost my virginity in a confessional...LORD HAVE MERCY"
there might be more...but who knows.
back to marist in less than a week....who the crap is our new housemate?!