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well, my two months of living alone is about to be up. i’m moving in to a new apartment in a few days, with friends christine and sorin—pronounced “serene” (who is from transylvania—yes, transylvania!). twill be nice to have roommates again…

however, the truth is i have loved, absolutely loved, living by myself. oh sure, there’re the Friday nights when I come home, no one to see, and drink three beers and go to bed at 7:45 pm. But then I wake up at 5:30 in the morning and go for these amazing walks through the old boston suburbs… There’s no one to worry about but myself, and I can listen to the same song 50 times in a row if I want…god knows no one else would put up with that. I wander aimlessly around the apartment for hours, smiling, listening to music, beginning to remember who I was before i was in a “relationship”. I’ve missed my old self.

But I have this strange feeling this is the last week I’ll live by myself. Ever.

Until I die, that is.

So, here’s a toast raised to doing whatever the hell you want in your own apartment.

Ciao Allston-Rock-City, you’ve been good to me.


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August 29, 2005 at 7:12 am

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Pull the Curtains

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So, I was able to hear some of the new Grandaddy EP, Excerpts from the Diary of Todd Zilla this weekend.

After a couple week’s worth of wild-goose chases for songs like “Spitting Up Blood” and “Derek Spears,” it was so nice to be able to come to My Space and hear these new little gems…and of course, they’re fucking awesome. This band so consistently brilliant I can’t believe it. I can’t wait to actually hold that EP in my hot little paws.

Please let me say now that Grandaddy is THE BEST EVER! I’m a fan for life.

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August 28, 2005 at 7:13 am

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Trauma on the T

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so, on my subway ride to work this morning, inbound on the B line, i am looking at all the people on the train, as usual. mostly familiar faces, as i ride to work with these people every day. then, allofasudden, i look over to see this girl collapse and then stop moving. she is now sitting on the steps, with this glassy, thousand mile stare. at this point, someone runs to alert the train conductor. we were at the last stop before the b line goes underground, at blandford street. it was good that we were still above groud…getting her up and out of a t station would have been hard.

now everyone on the train is staring at this girl, and some guy gets out of his seat and helps her into it. and then, she starts to shake. i realize that she is not really conscious, but having some sort of seizure.i thought she might die. it was terrifying. after a few minutes, she had stopped shaking, seemed to be conscious again, and i heard her say “ok, i can see again.” i shuddered.

we were stopped for about ten minutes as everyone began to attend to her, and a MBTA suv was summoned to take her to the hospital. the whole event happened pretty fast, as these things often do.

when they helped her out of the T, she looked like she was going to be ok. her reason for collapsing? unknown. she was in shock and didn’t really say.

anyway, here’s hoping that she is alright.

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August 3, 2005 at 7:14 am

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