By the end of next week I'll finally be able to move into my new apartment. It's bigger than what I had been planning on, but what the hell. The house in Long Island is being sold, too; everything from that house is now in storage, and the new owners will be able to move in as soon as the sale goes through. It was hard, saying goodbye to it, mainly ( Read more... )

Heh, I haven't even really been in Boston for that long, and I'm going out of town again. It's DJ's birthday on the 2nd (how can it be May already in a few days...?), so I'm going to be in Chicago from Saturday until next Wednesday. After that I'm coming back here, because I've been goofing around too much and not working; which I really need to do ( Read more... )

After a couple of weeks of basically doing nothing, I'm finally back to work. At the restaurant, I mean. DJ had to go back to Chicago at the last minute, so after dropping him off at the airport, Rocky and I made our way back to the restaurant. My office is exactly how I left it, except for the small pile of mail that's on my desk. Everything's in ( Read more... )

The bar where Michael had decided to meet with Jack was one he knew was a good distance away from his apartment. For some reason he kept trying to convince himself that, if he lured Jack away from where he lived, then he wouldn’t figure out where exactly to look for him later on. Of course, he knew that Jack was probably well aware of every bit of ( Read more... )

My brother found his way into the world of journals, and got himself one how I predicted. dj__ is his journal, and wow we have no imagination. Or rather, he has no imagination because he just copied me, basically. [just kidding. Kind of ( Read more... )