The Patriots won and are undefeated. 16-0 yesss. Sorry, Peter. At least they gave you an exciting game tonight. You should just become a Patriots fan…it’s a lot more fun on this side…trust me.
If you want to scare a guy off, when he asks what you do for work, tell him you write for a relationship and dating website. He’ll say “oh reallyyyyy?,” give you a blank stare, and then slowly walk away.
Sas’ blog is public again. She was going through a bit of a blog-identity crisis. She’s one of my bff and I’m not sure how I ever lived without her, so you should read her blog. Seriously. We met in a cute way…through our ex-bfs who are no longer friends. We thank God for eachother every day. We bonded as we watched the ex’s play hockey and then we continued to travel to every one of their college hockey games (because we were amazingly good girlfriends). Now we have our own fun and avoid hockey at every cost. It’s a dumb sport anyway. I love that she was skeptical about being friends with me when she heard where I went to grad school (it’s a majorly artsy school) and now she wants to go there herself. I’m sure she’ll get in…yay!
It’s my roommate’s birthday and she’s another one of my bff. I feel bad we had to watch the Pats on her birthday. And then go to the BHP, which might be one of the least classiest bars in Boston. But we’re eating cake tomorrow. Party Favors=best cake in the world. And I’m thrilled to have another bff be 25 with me…it’s lonely being so old. We bought really cute New Year’s dresses this afternoon and then spent the rest of the day justifying the ridiculous amounts of money we spent (we’ll look cute!!!). As an unemployed person (Chelsee hates when I say that as I do have a job….it’s freelance though and I don’t count it, though it is full-time), I have no biznass buying designer dresses. Pictures will be posted after the party, which is at another not so classy bar. We may be the dressiest people there…but oh well.
Not sure how I linked all this…it’s been a long night….I’m a little tipsy…and ready to pass out. Sweet dreams!