Luckily, I am in Boston and came into Boston with the boyfriend this weekend for a wedding reception. I say luckily for the following reasons:
a) Boston won World Series and I was in town to witness the hoopla
b) it is FALL and autumn leaves, albeit not the most beautiful this year, are still pretty damned gorgeous
c) it was nice to drive around for a bit and do shopping [even if it was at the Burlington Mall] with the boyfriend. It was a nice getaway from the expensive [yet yummy] restaurants, the taxicabs [who had been annoying me as of late] and the smelly subways.
Don’t get me wrong, my life is esconced [did i use that right?] in New York but I like to feel surburban once in a while.
One of the things I like about being on the road, for a class, interestingly enough, is that I feel like I have a ‘normal’ schedule. The class is structured..it’s 9-5, I go home, eat dinner, watch television, go to the gym, monkey around on the internet, go to bed. Furthermore, when this schedule gets boring, it’s back to New York—-which barely has a schedule for me.
So I’m watching television on my regular schedule [did I mention I don’t have cable? Nope, no cable in NYC. Never home for it] and I started watching this “tell me you love me” show on the road. Dude, i don’t get it. It seems like free intercourse on the telly but the drama is a little lacking and I don’t feel any sympathy for the characters. There’s this couple that has passionless lovemaking and another couple trying to get pregnant and another one who are trying to get it up but the guy keeps yanking off before bed and doesn’t have the energy to do his wife. Yeah…and……i’m bored. I hear about these type of things from my friends. Hmmm. Perhaps they need an injection of Heather Locklear in that show. SHe seems to be the show saver.
other than that, i’m freaking freezing. i went back to my massachusetts storage to grab my coats and it was smelly, like of old coats. TIme for the dry cleaners.
this entry was just as boring at that show. sorry guys.
