The other day, I failed at multi-tasking (fail blog). While walking, I was paying attention to my phone and was bum rushed by a gaggle (those bastards were way more fierce than a 'flock') of seagulls. It was at that moment I realized I do, in fact, scream like a girl.
I had forgot that when the snow melts down, a harsh array of dog poop land minds lay on the surface.
I love to car dance. I am a phenomenal car dancer (yeah - I am bragging, deal with it). I have found that skill is not as useful and is severely under appreciated on the "T".
Being sick sucks....a lot.
The anticipation of my first St. Patrick's Day in Boston (I am even going to the parade in Southie!!!) is awesome - so excited!
For this being a "I want it now - no, I actually I wanted it yesterday" fast-paced sort of area - I am shocked that there are so many completely full-service gas stations?!
Lately I have been having more days where I am constantly on the edge of getting the giggles - I love it, I wish everyone could appreciate the small things in life like that.
If you grew up in Boston or even grew up somewhere else but NOW live in Boston - there is NO EXCUSE for not knowing who Bobby Orr is. NONE.
I know the Boston locals will get "wicked pissed" when they hear me say this, but I am NOT looking forward for baseball season to start. Red Sox mania makes me nauseous.
I don't trust people with two first names for their first and last name (i.e. Bob Ryan, Chris Robert, Jack Thomas) - there is no reason why, just saying... ha ha
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