On Friday night, Intern A came over and we spent about 5 minutes discussing whether or not we could share an apartment, and 5 hours drinking, eating pizza, and talking about everything else under the sun. Final decision: It might work! She moves in 8/1.
Then on Saturday, I drove out to
therienne and
merryish's place to see them,
aka_arduinna, and guests
astolat and
cesperanza. I finally got to meet
merryish's cats, and anyone who doesn't know that would be thrilling for me has clearly never met me before.
Of the awesome: Vidders who happen to be talented, generous and smart people will still fall for the big eyes of, "I'd like to learn how to vid but I don't know where to start," even if they've known you for a while and should therefore understand that's probably a bad idea.
And I can hold them to it, because now I know where 2/5 of them live. \o/
I left there later than I'd planned because yay, and I headed to
brooklinegirl's place. It was a weekend where many of the wonderful people I don't see enough had come to town all at once! I had a lot of visiting to do!
And here's the thing, okay, I had directions, but they took me through Boston and I just knew that if I attempted it, I would still be going through a rotary in Arlington somehow. I scrapped the directions and backtracked to the highway to take the long-but-well-known way around.
Ahahahahaaaaa. Also? Ahahahahaaa.
So like an hour later I had not found the highway. I was three towns over in a vaguely wrong direction. The clerk at a convenience store said, "If you go straight long enough you will always find a highway," which is actually my don't-know-where-I'm-going backup plan, which was failing.
Then he said that if I continued straight for 2 more miles, I would find the highway I needed, and he was right. So it does always work -- in Massachusetts. Eventually. Most of the time.
I ended up at
brooklinegirl's place well after 9.
mrsronweasley and
kristiinthedark were already trashed (and adorable), a haunted computer was telling me,
lordessrenegade and
girlcakes that IT'S GOT MY HAIR IN IT and IT TASTES BETTER WITH COOL WHIP, everyone was very straight and no one was horrible. *nodnod* Good times!
You know, people should always be visiting Boston. Just because I enjoy it when they do -- wait, what do you mean that's not a good enough reason! Come on, it's the best reason in the world! *G*
Then on Saturday, I drove out to
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Of the awesome: Vidders who happen to be talented, generous and smart people will still fall for the big eyes of, "I'd like to learn how to vid but I don't know where to start," even if they've known you for a while and should therefore understand that's probably a bad idea.
And I can hold them to it, because now I know where 2/5 of them live. \o/
I left there later than I'd planned because yay, and I headed to
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And here's the thing, okay, I had directions, but they took me through Boston and I just knew that if I attempted it, I would still be going through a rotary in Arlington somehow. I scrapped the directions and backtracked to the highway to take the long-but-well-known way around.
Ahahahahaaaaa. Also? Ahahahahaaa.
So like an hour later I had not found the highway. I was three towns over in a vaguely wrong direction. The clerk at a convenience store said, "If you go straight long enough you will always find a highway," which is actually my don't-know-where-I'm-going backup plan, which was failing.
Then he said that if I continued straight for 2 more miles, I would find the highway I needed, and he was right. So it does always work -- in Massachusetts. Eventually. Most of the time.
I ended up at
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You know, people should always be visiting Boston. Just because I enjoy it when they do -- wait, what do you mean that's not a good enough reason! Come on, it's the best reason in the world! *G*