I have been avoiding this blog because I'm not quite sure how much to share. I had the absolute most humiliating and disgusting experience Saturday night - but I've decided that's something I'll share only if I'm going to be paid for it. So once I've finished my book, you can buy it to find out just what happened in Boston...
That being said, it was an otherwise wonderful day. I got in the car and drove to Salem first. I wish I had more time to spend there. I think I may go back on a day when I have time to walk around and look at all the silly little Wiccan shops. It was a cute town. I only managed to snap one quick picture of a "Witch House" from my car. I knew I had to make it to Wagamama's and then Brookline for a meeting by 7:30.I couldn't find Wagamama because I'm a tit (and Mapquest isn't the best thing to rely on for exact directions to downtown areas). So I decided to try to find the meeting. On the way I saw a Trader Joe's. I nearly melted. I pulled in the parking lot and waited for 15 minutes until a spot opened up. Then went inside and realized I didn't really need any food, no matter how much I love Trader Joe's stuff, and ended up only buying the chocolate covered pretzels (I had a migraine and thought the chocolate would help it go away). The cashier made fun of me for braving the 7pm Saturday crowd for just chocolate pretzels. I told her that hormones can't be helped sometimes...
So then I went to the Brookline YP meeting. [if you don't know what a YP meeting is, don't worry about it] I heard one of the funniest things ever there. This girl was like "I don't pray every day, but I do watch an episode of Seinfeld every night. That seriously helps." LOL
I found someone who was willing to tell me how to get to Wagamama's. I made it there and spent
like $30 getting everything that I used to eat in London. Chicken ramen and gyozas, sparkling water and raw juice. mmmm...Unfortunately, my head was hurting so badly I thought I was going to throw up. So after I left Waga's, I went to find some Aleve. It cost me $6 for a freaking bottle (because the little packets were $1.99 and I have to take 2 for a migraine). I got back to my car and took the pills and left the parking structure. Fanueil Hall is fucking crowded on a Saturday night and I was stuck in traffic for quite a while. This is where I'm going to skip over the rest of the night and you will just have to pay me to hear the rest of the story. I'll let you know when a publishing company accepts my manuscript... haha
So yeah. That was saturday!
3 comments:
Wow, you've been through a lot since I last checked in! I can't wait to buy your book, and I'm sorry. What's the line from Dirty Dancing? "Baby, sometimes...see things you don't want to see...blah blah"??
But seriously, hope you're okay. And I also love rats, my sister has two and my friend Emahlie had a pair that they (she and her husband) inherited from a friend, that I used to visit sometimes. They're so cute and playful. Sol thinks they're disgusting, but he only seems to like cats. We always miss our cats when we're away, so I feel your pain!
Hey, where can we send you some actual surprises? I am inspired by your trip and would like to send you a care package.
Boston...Salem is fun and there are a lot of interesting museums there. Also, the House of Seven Gables was inteteresting too. It is a neat place to walk around and the brewery is a great place to eat! Really yummy homemade sodas and beer.
Have fun and be safe!
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