CrabbyPatties
I want a hamburger right now. Funny, I havent touched any red meat in awhile and today i got a craving. But I will NOT have such said burger. Instead I shall drink water.
The house right now is in shambles. Morgan isnt the cleanest person. So the dog and I went for a walk (a very LOONG walk) all the way around Tufts and into Northwest Medford to escape our filthy home. There are some nice houses out there, lots of yuppie property that used to be bluecollar. Lots of VW and BMWs. The sun was setting as we approached Tufts down Boston Ave. We saw many college students running about their business, not one person of color though. The neighborhood has many fast food joints. And pornographic magazines. And Laundromats claiming 80 cent/lb loads done. These long walks remind me of how much I love exploring for new places. I found a quaint little diner that I remember eating at the first time I came to Boston in 1998. At the time I was applying to MIT and later declined when the program I wanted wasn't "me".
Happy that I decided Cornell the whole way.
In any case, Madison (the dog) and I walked a good 4 miles. She slept well, I hear.
One of the major reasons that I want my own place is the older I am getting, the more I value my personal time. Kat used to say that I couldnt be alone for too long. It's true. But a good hour of alone time per day makes me appreciate having people around.
My roommates were fighting late into the night last night. Something along the lines of R_ (the guy) not being able to admit to ever doing anything wrong. It's true. He never admits wrongdoing. Scary huh?
The house right now is in shambles. Morgan isnt the cleanest person. So the dog and I went for a walk (a very LOONG walk) all the way around Tufts and into Northwest Medford to escape our filthy home. There are some nice houses out there, lots of yuppie property that used to be bluecollar. Lots of VW and BMWs. The sun was setting as we approached Tufts down Boston Ave. We saw many college students running about their business, not one person of color though. The neighborhood has many fast food joints. And pornographic magazines. And Laundromats claiming 80 cent/lb loads done. These long walks remind me of how much I love exploring for new places. I found a quaint little diner that I remember eating at the first time I came to Boston in 1998. At the time I was applying to MIT and later declined when the program I wanted wasn't "me".
Happy that I decided Cornell the whole way.
In any case, Madison (the dog) and I walked a good 4 miles. She slept well, I hear.
One of the major reasons that I want my own place is the older I am getting, the more I value my personal time. Kat used to say that I couldnt be alone for too long. It's true. But a good hour of alone time per day makes me appreciate having people around.
My roommates were fighting late into the night last night. Something along the lines of R_ (the guy) not being able to admit to ever doing anything wrong. It's true. He never admits wrongdoing. Scary huh?