Things I didn't like about being in Boston:
not writing anything substantial
not getting a job
not successfully procuring a new copy of my driver's license
eating low-quality processed foods
not meeting anyone in the spirit of human equality
wasting hundreds of hours watching internet-tv
fighting with darla
having the world's craziest 28-hour-day jet-lag vampire narcoleptic schedule
stooping to embarrassing lows in order to smoke cigarettes
living in a house full of cats and getting cathair on my clothes
living in a house without scissors and not being able to trim my bangs
Things I liked about being in Boston:
the weather (I always like the weather no matter where I go)
the crowds of hot girls on Newbury Street
learning the subway
watching all of House and Star Trek: Voyager
sitting on the patio
writing my droll post-hopelessness blog
starting to play the piano again
the makeshift coffeepot
walking in the street late at night
the Boston Public Library
the pleasure of smoking em when you got em
the top 100 song list
staying up until you pass out from exhaustion
walking down the block and around the corner to sit on the sidewalk in the dark orange light to steal wi-fi
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