also...

obviously these are not all the east coast escapades of a transplanted washingtonian. more like the ramblings of a crazy person from washington. i apologize for misleading you, but hope you enjoy my sporadic attempts to entertain via the interweb.

are you in need of a gift for charlotte?

In case you've ever been in such a predicament, I have your answer! Buy me a gift card to Anthropologie. I'm obsessed, and I'm not sure it's healthy. But, please, feed my habit.

seattle starbucks let me down.

not only did they forget to make my drink, they made an entirely different drink once they remembered! i expect boston starbucks to mess up, but not the downtown starbucks with the walk-up window. a sad day when boston makes better coffee than seattle!

a hint....

i will be sitting in a place with booths near the international students approximately 2pm this tuesday. come find me.

the oddity of familiarity

Yesterday was the first time I've been to Queen Anne for over 4 months. Honestly? It was weird. I lived there for 5 years, but it felt so long ago.

And yet, the oddest thing to me was that I recognized a lot of the cars on Queen Anne Avenue...the blue Toyota with the Texas license plate. The silver Mazda that looks like mine but is one year older. The list goes on and on.... I drove past these cars every weekday last year, and it provided a weird sense of solidarity that I never experience in Boston.

I love living in Boston--I have no regrets, which is a somewhat new feeling. After four months, I still experience a nearly overwhelming excitement when I step off the T at Government Center and see Faneuil Hall. I love it there. But I do miss the solidarity of home.

one of my favorite christmas carols

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,

It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error, pining,

'Til He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees! O hear the angels' voices!

O night divine, O night when Christ was born;

O night divine, O night, O night Divine.

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,

Here come the wise men from Orient land.

The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;

In all our trials born to be our friend.

He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,

Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!

Behold your King, Before Him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;

His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;

And in His name all oppression shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,

Let all within us praise His holy name.

Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,

His power and glory evermore proclaim.

His power and glory evermore proclaim.

another math problem.

fighting exhaustion/waves of sleep + cramming for tomorrow's final = failure to learn.