Woah. It's been a while, everyone. I've been really busy putting things in boxes, moving boxes around, and forgetting where everything is, which takes a whole lot more energy than one might think. Oh and also? This is my first official post from Massachusetts. And you know what? It's cold as shit here.
So moving day was kind of a blur. I spent the majority of my time drinking, crying, sleeping in the car, and forcing B to carry shit for me BECAUSE YOU OWE ME, THAT'S WHY.
Then, on my first official Massachusetts day, it was a whopping negative seven degrees. NEGATIVE SEVEN, YA'LL. That's seven degrees colder than zero. So obviously, B and I thought it would be a good idea to take the train into the city and spend some time at the aquarium. I still have not regained use of my nose or feeling in the tips of my fingers. Apparently, that's what happens in NEGATIVE SEVEN DEGREE WEATHER.
Anyway, I actually haven't spent much time here because the next morning we got up and drove back down the coast to meet our friends in Connecticut for a night, then bopped on down to New York City for one of the greatest New Year's Eve parties of all time. Mostly because it started somewhere in Manhattan around 2 p.m. and ended on a deflated aerobed on a hardwood floor in Brooklyn at 5:11 a.m. on New Year's Day. And also because after the most emotionally stressful week of my life, what I needed most was to be surrounded by all of my best friends who, it turns out, don't need an excuse to drink a strong beer or 16.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to kick up my feet with a cup of tea in my hands, watch the falling snow BECAUSE IT'S FREAKING SNOWING AGAIN and drool all over the cushions after falling asleep on the couch. Aahhhh, it's good to be back.