chicago comes to boston.

This weekend was filled with the awesomeness of friends...and cupcakes. Starting with the fact that Jessi was in Boston Thursday night! She arrived around 11:30 p.m., after finding out her suitcase was put on another flight and meeting a cute Boston guy who paid for her cab to my apartment (how does she meet a cute Bostonian before even leaving Chicago, and I don't even meet any living here 24/7?? I'm impressed).

After some quick freshening up and meeting Chels, Jessi and I were on our way to Boylston St. We cabbed it to Vox, but it was pretty dead, so we walked down to Dillon's, which was a bit more lively. On our way to Dillon's we ran into more sketchy men than I have ever seen in Boston. It's almost as if they heard Jessi was in town and all came out of their hiding places to yell at us and follow us down the streets of Boston. Somehow we made it to the bar unharmed. By the way, love love love Jessi's white leather jacket.

After a couple blueberry stoli and sodas and endless chatter, the bar was closing and we were hungry. The only place I knew of nearby and open was Little Stevie's Pizza (also known as the sketchiest place ever), but the pizza was exactly what we needed. We obviously ran into more sketchy people, including a few boys straight from Ireland, one of whom tried to share his pizza with us. Thanks, but no thanks. We had to get back to my apartment. We had cupcakes to eat.

Yesss. Jessi brought cupcakes from my favorite Chicago cupcake spot, Molly's Cupcakes. And I had also bought cupcakes from my favorite Boston cupcake spot, Party Favors. So needless to say, we had a lot of cupcakes. We got all super serious about it and even went so far as to write out a rating chart, which we then did nothing with. Because we were too busy eating and talking. At around 4 a.m., we figured it was a good idea to get a couple hours of sleep.


Jessi was up at the crack of dawn to head back to Logan Airport to claim her suitcase. Somehow she made it there in back in 45 minutes, which is absolutely unheard of. It used to take me 45 mins. just to get to work in the morning and I worked a lot closer to my apartment than Logan is. She's already an all-star Boston commuter, which will be great for when she moves here (ahem...she doesn't have any plans to move here right now, but she will eventually. I'm sure of it). She left to have brunch with her cousin, who coincidentally shares my name and neighborhood. Unfortunately, I didn't get to hang out with Jessi anymore this weekend due to the fact that I basically passed out on Friday night, she went to the Cape, and I stupidly left my phone sitting on my bed while out gallivanting on Sunday. But, she will be pack memorial day weekend, which really isn't so far off.

I can't even tell you how fabulous it is to be able to hang out with Jessi. When I first started blogging, I never imagined I would actually meet anyone in real life, much less someone who I have so much in common with and get along with so well. I mean hi, I always thought meeting people online was something majorly creepy people did. But I'm pretty sure I'm not creepy, nor is Jessi, so I guess I was wrong. And she even brought me hair products and nail polish and chocolates from Vosges. Do friends get better than that??

There were more fun parts to the weekend, but I'll have to save that for later.

In other news: Just in case I don't engage in enough blogging/force you all to follow my life at different URLs, I started a Tumblr. I basically started it so post cool stuff that I find regarding technology, but I have a feeling it's going to turn into a bunch of everything. By the way, Tumblr is awesome...so.much.fun. I've been wanting to try it for a while and now that I'm on it, I'm obsessed. So easy to use and so pretty looking. I've clearly been having trouble with my blogging lately, and this makes it so easy to just randomly post anything I want. Analogy? If a blog is like an online journal, a Tumblr is like an online scrapbook. You should start one. We can "follow" each other. Shelley's the only person I really "know" who has one. Oh and Ryan Adams has one, sooo now I can really stalk him. And I will. Mine's called better than cupcakes; so read it if you can't get enough of me :)