are you calling 1989?

a piggyback.

i saw this in the boston common. be ye warned, i have no discretion when it comes to taking pictures of anyone i want. (more to come on my incredibly creepy stealth picture taking of children on the t today.)

but talk about flashback friday: people using payphones.

H.A.G...W!

the loves of my life

never

i never wanted

to let you in
to keep you out
to cut you off

to be a page in your scrapbook
a note in your journal
or an unwelcome muse.

to fight
to cry
to lose

to learn this lesson
or that one
or that one again

i never knew better. i'll never know worse.

i never meant to love you

i never could have stopped

i never would have anyway.

not much to say

thanks to a good friend who blogs consistently, you can read about my last five weekends here, here, here, here, and here. suffice it to say i've had a lot of fun lately. i know that's kind of a cop-out, but really, i can't say it much better than she already did.

in other news, i woke up happy this morning. that hasn't happened in a while and i thought it was worth remembering.

poignant

No really. His hair is so distracting. And, he's not really teaching anything, he's mostly just reading from the manual. He pronounced the word "poignant" as "po-ig-nant". Why am I here?

In other random thoughts, why do the sketchiest people hang out on termont street? Seriously, I fear for my life there, no matter what time of day. Also, why does 7-11 have every flavor of mt dew slurpee except for the original? I miss the classic.

Ok, enough. Only 3 hours to go. We'll see if his hair can make it.

real time blogging is where it's at

I'm sitting at a creative marketing conference at the hyatt downtown. I'm happy to be wearing jeans on a work day. The guy giving the seminar has perhaps the worst hairpiece ever made. I wish I could get a picture, but I think he might notice. Still, it might be worth a try. Ok, breaks over. More later.

if i can't be happy, i can at least be grateful...

for:

the colder weather
good friends
a paycheck

text messages that read: "just wanted someone to talk to and you came to mind"

the internet
legs that can run
and good hair

men who honor their priesthood
a friend who will sing a primary song to my message machine

G_A's
the prospect of going home. like, home, home.
public transportation

dogs

slurpees

sleep.

that's good, and i feel a bit better.

my lucky green thumb

this is a blog about the most boring thing i can think of right now. also, it contains emoticons.

you see, it all stated last week when i left my poor pink plant in the sun for about 6 days straight without water. sad :(

i dumped my whole bottle of water in it. hours later- it seemed to be getting a bit better. :/
and here we are just 2 days later and the plant is again thriving! :)

the end.

today is the first day of the rest of my life

i hate that saying.

hello september! you're going to change my life, i've decided. starting today. starting in about 8 minutes.

this is going to be good. stay tuned.