so i'm in boston. and, to be honest, i'm lonely. i miss everyone. i miss everyone a
lot. and i miss NY, and the subway and the lack of trees, and the angry rats. ok
there are plenty o f angry rats here, but i dunno i miss the ones in the subways.
here there are little tiny mice in the subways. and the subways are barely
subways. many of them are above ground, but not elevated. they're like buses on
tracks. it's weird.
ok enough ragging on boston. we went to walden pond on saturday. i had an
epiphany. i'm not going to divulge what it was here. wait for my book to come out.
it's going to be called "on walden pond." i think that it'll be a big hit. btw, for those of you who have never been to walden pond, it's not really in the "wilderness" it's like right outside of the town of concord. if you go, you should go to this little wine shop on thoreau road (might not be the actual name of the road). it has some kick ass chocolate chip cookies. you know how i love me some chocolate chip
cookies.
does anyone know why cats like to wake me up in the morning? actually why
"cat" likes to wake me up. one of the cats is cool. she likes to sleep late and hang
out in the afternoon. the other cat likes to wake up early and wake me up in the
morning. she also like to do needle point and goes to church every sunday.
praying to some damn cat god.
oh and at walden pond, or rather in walden pond, there are these evil fish. these
little yellow fish (little is like 5 inches across). they're evil and were conspiring
against me. i'm not going to go into all the details right now, but just let it be
known, i'll get you, you damned evil fish!!! i'll get you after all!!!
well it's nice saying hello again, hope you're all doing well
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i love wine store cookies! and by the way, the Bean loves you... you only need to accept its love. but we do sorely miss you down here, good sir.
when you said 'greetings from up north', i first thought of up in the north of ireland (as you do), but believe me, boston hasn't a patch on belfast. the rats up in those parts sport illegally held ruger pistols (police handguns), and army-issued rifles. collusion is alive and well among the vermin of norn iron. on the up side, the peace process means you can get into a taxi late at night and actually expect to make it home (instead of cut up into little bits and placed tidily into a garbage bin or lain seeping into the mud on wasteground). ahh, the joys of war. dublin's great, but in comparison to growing up amid warring factions, it's kinda boring. roll on my big move to new york, i say. also, get in touch with my friend taylor who lives there in boston. bored and lonely, she ain't and she knows lots of unbored and unlonely people. you may never be bored and lonely again. ...you may miss the rats though. dems de breaks. x
ahhh golden pond. - mary -)
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