Happy Monday y'all...We've made it another week, plugging through Watchman, working comics, clothes and ice cream, and enjoying this 60 degree day here in Mid-December Boston.
The Holiday hits keep on coming, and no punches were pulled at the Watson Street Holiday Fiesta! Last night, my neighbors and I got together with our better halves and enjoyed a little suaree, filled with miniture food, good tunes and some ol' fashioned holiday cheer. Its nice to get to know the people you've been living next to for the past four months, and it felt quite grown up to be at a party that was not focused around drinking and video games...no need to worry, we broke out the N64 late into the evening. Sometimes all it takes is a night of getting to know people over eggnog and shared woes of the landlord to make a place feel a little more like home. Living in the dorm, you not only live with people, but you go to class with them, and eat in the same cafateria...but apartment living yields stairwell passes and the occasional door hold if one is not carefull. Four years ago I moved to Boston with the hopes of making it a second home. Well, eight semesters, seven jobs, two places of residence and a degree later, this place has never felt more like home. One thing they don't tell you on the tours and in the brochures, is that you never lose one home to gain another. With Chicago and Boston under my belt, and while I have no plans of leaving anytime soon, the obvious question is- where to next? With 60 degree days in December (we always seem to start where we end up don't we?) and some early afternoon sales at the shop, life is looking good. And I've even got my moms cookies to look forward to next week. cheers --d
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