So, the Celtics game was much fun, though I think my favorite part was getting hot dogs at Spike's beforehand and bonding with Jason, who is the only close guy friend I have ever had that is neither gay nor an ex/someone I have gone on at least two dates with. We lost the game by one point, alas. I remember the glory days, with Reggie Lewis and ( Read more... )

I am going to Boston on Sunday.
I am going to see Kim.
I am going to see Becky.
And they are going to make it all better.

I LOVE Little Toby. But I will not marry him ( Read more... )

Well, that was an uneventful few days. My room was terribly Spartan, it was tragic and stuff. I sang, Kernan was there, which made about two hours quite delightful. (And she stuck her tongue out at me. Sometimes I get the feeling she reads this ( Read more... )

Argh, won't I ever get over Brian? For that matter, will I ever get over Anthony or Kim? And if I fall in love again, will I just add to this continuing train of people I used-to, sort-of-still-am in love with? Is this healthy? Can't I be like other people and get all mad and seek revenge and then decisively move on? Can't I be mean and cruel ( Read more... )