Activities:
--Went out last week with
allen to see The Who at Fenway for their farewell tour. It was exquisite - because how could it not be? So many people there, all singing together. I scraped my voice to shit during
You Better You Bet, I nearly cried during
Love, Reign o'er Me. Absolutely magnificent. I want to pack the memory away into my soul.
There were two relatively young dudes in the row ahead of us who had clearly just discovered a platonic life bond of some sort because they were clinging to each other with frantic happiness.
While walking home there was some traditional Shitty Boston Driving and one of the showgoers ended up shouting "use ya blinka!" and "what, are ya from New Jersey?" in the most stereotypical local accent I've ever heard. It delighted me.
--Yesterday hung out at
stultiloquentia's place with her housemate and
bironic eating extremely fresh and ripe tomatoes and chatting about plants, homeownership, taste in art, bats, whether Batman gives enough to charity, etc.
--This morning I got up at ass o'clock to help my coworker unload her u-haul. Two other coworkers turned up (they're more her friends in a real sense - I'm friend
ly with people from work but prefer not to develop real friendships) plus her boyfriend, so it really wasn't a bad crew at all. Apparently the load in yesterday took much longer as they dealt with the logistics of how to efficiently fit it all.
I rode shotgun as she went to return the u-haul and let me tell you I now have
endless grace for people driving those things. They're a nightmare and the windows are not remotely well-designed for driving amongst any sort of shared traffic whatsoever. She kept apologizing to other drivers and I kept soothingly saying "It's September first, they know anyone in a u-haul has never done this before." (We did not run anyone/anything over! \o/)
--Next weekend is the MCR show and I am Hella Excite. Many friends who have been to other tour dates have raved about how great it was so my anticipation is through the fucking roof.