True Love

I was warned that Boston is full of beautiful distractions.

When I told people where I was going to grad school they would inevitably go off on how attractive everybody is out here and how I was going to find some moody rockstar harvard poet physicist that would finally do me in.
No, I would tell them, I am going to Boston as a student. I am going to study.
Well, class hasn't started yet and I'm afraid I have already fallen victim to not one, but 2 (TWO!) beautiful Bostonians. It happened yesterday when all my plans to bike up to the temple and get pretty much anything done were foiled by lots and lots of rain. So, after more than half the day stuck inside I decided to run (I don't have an umbrella yet) to the thrift store down my street and check it out. It is a really great thrift store because it is Jewish but you don't have to be Jewish to shop there (you just have to wear a yamacca) and they have lots of crazy junk, just how I like it.
Anyway, I was doing fine--I avoided eye contact with the beautiful black man with dreds (long beautiful ones) who works there and I thought I was in the clear when suddenly I saw one of them. He was just kind of hanging out in the electronics department (to use the term loosely--mostly remote controls and old hair dryers) with this look like he had no one in the world. It broke my heart and when I saw his cute little rainbow stripe I fell in love. A couple seconds after the big blow I realized that he wasn't alone--he had a brown friend, equally lonely and equally beautiful. I totally lost it. What can I say...I am human? I knew I had to make them mine. The good news, I guess, is that they were only 5 bucks a piece, cheaper than the collection I left in Provo. And since all of this crazy business of love is taken care of early, now I can really focus on the important stuff.

like school.
-meErin

My Beauty

!!!!!I did it! Today I found Boston U medical campus and the beautiful Public Health building. When I saw it I almost started to cry--I think after the loooong process of applying/waiting to be accepted/working out housing and financial aid/waiting for the end of August, etc., that I forgot that eventually I would get to actually go to the school.
I didn't cry, but I did start prancing around the courtyard like a crazy mule and probably scared a lot of my future classmates. Oh well, "CELEBRATE WE WILL!"
Actually, speaking of Boston and public displays of insanity, one thing I already love about this city is that no one is really surprised by anything (and there is a lot of anything here). Like at the MJ sing-a-long a few nights ago (which, by the way, was incredible--they even showed Captain EO!!!), there were so many crazy mofes--new age punks, couples of questionable gender, crazy Eastern Europeans wearing one white glove--and it didn't matter. We were there for the music man! or the fedoras or something.
Church was great-more about that later...tomorrow I am going to find a bike route to the temple if this seaside rain ever lets up...meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeErin

Day 3

Well, yesterday I ended up spending most of my time (and the night) with my Boston cousins, Ray and Andrea. Before Andrea picked me up I did get a little exploring in and found (among other things):
* a mini Gap, Staples, Trader Joe's and Borders all within 5 minutes of my house (in case I suddenly become rich instead of in debt)
* lots of Jewish stuff (Kristia would be proud)--apparently this is a pretty Kosher area and in fact my landlord's daughter is converting to Judaism
* JFK's birthplace (right around my corner actually)
* an independent movie house--this week's specials: Lawrence of Arabia and a Michael Jackson sing-a-long tomorrow night (!! it's like they knew I was coming)
* 3 sushi places (I applied to waitress at one, but I think I wasn't Asian enough--they just looked at me funny and then told me to leave my number)
Tonite I am eating chicken and stars soup with a fork and watching the slideshow of Mandy and me a little excessively...Little White Duck just gets better and better with repetition... tommorrow's plans:
Find a thriftstore (and a spoon)
Go on a run despite my stupid knees
Make a friend to take to the MJ sing-a-long
Time a walk to BU medical campus (where I'll be taking my classes)
Find a library (free DVDs are free friends when you're lonely)
Figure out how to cross streets like a Bostonian
-erin

Blah-gg

Umm...is this working? This is my first blahg from Boston! Yeah man! I want to dedicate this to my two most favorite people in the whole world..Patrick and this big peanut guy!
I would also like to give a shout out to:
moflo
burl
smelly
tye-marie-to-a-tree
A-Bob
Angela Mae
Mer
Iroal
Big H & little l
rmml
moses
Ash
lili
rori
say csar
pitty-pat
tanga (!)
captain no
bunsai
summy-buddy
fifi hipper-skopper
anak
nay
my kitties
Nee coli
J Dawg
Yo, yo! Sup! your nicknames turned me into a gangster.

Boston is already the coolest place alive--driving through it felt like London (not Ontario TP...), but with a new kind of humidity that curled my hair and made me stuffy. The only part I have really explored so far is this 1890's Victorian house--some of my favorite features: exxtra (double x) wide front door (that my landlords had me "practice" shutting correctly several times before they would give me a key), 2 windy staircases (yes, both lead to the same place), original stained glass windows and a basement full of half fixed bikes (!!). Downstairs is a crazy eclectic mess of books and antiques; upstairs is white walls screaming for Brooklyn art.
Tomorrow I take on the outdoors.

-meeeeErin