today the weather in los angeles was just absolutely perfect. you know those days where when you step outside after class, work, whatever, you just breath in deep and can actually feel how nice the day is on the surface of your skin somehow? today was just like that. plus i got my pictures developed (highlights of which i’ll share when i can make a date with my roommate’s scanner — including the ice of boston evidence which isn’t what i hoped but will still suffice). tomorrow i’m going to try to get my pocket watch fixed because i dropped it on the floor of kate’s living room over break and now it’s retarded (literally, as in it’s running but not at the correct speed). but you don’t want to hear about these things, i bet you’ve been wondering ever since yesterday how the rest of my spring break was. perhaps now i will tell you.

wednesday i had the unfortunate position of having to wake up kate at 6am to send me off on my way to boston, which was utterly wrong but at the same time necessary. the plane i ended up taking to pittsburgh only had 11 rows or something — it was tiny and i’d never been on a plane small enough where you have to walk outdoors and up a little staircase to get on before. it’s really not a big deal though, so don’t feel bad if you haven’t still.

when i landed in boston my darling friend emily met me at the baggage claim in all her cuteness and i gave her a big hug because she’s great. we went to her dorm room where i would spend the next two nights sleeping on the floor in a sleeping bag (which i stowed in my suitcase along with a week’s worth of clothes, because i am possibly the best packer in the world) using my sweatshirt as a pillow. not the example of comfort, but worth it for the spring break fun we had over the next couple days visiting things like quincy market, the prudential building (highest in boston, i believe, although i didn’t go to the top) near which we saw amelie again and i bought a refrigerator magnet to commemorate the adventure, which has a lobster on it and says “boston: lobster xing” and looks like a roadsign. it’s so funny!

we also went to harvard square where you should NOT go if you’re looking for a diner to have dinner in. they don’t have any. if you’re looking for a whole lot of girls though, you should visit the boston university campus. it’s 70% female and it shows. holy femininity, there were a lot of girls in their student building (where you get lunch. i don’t know what you call it). friday i was handed off to my radical friend matt at MIT after a walk across the bridge over the river. it’s so cool that they live so close together they don’t even have to take the T (which is what they call the subway in boston). that night we went to a cool place called le marche (which is french for the market) for dinner where you walk around and buy your food from places that are set up to look like street shops in gay paris, i guess. then they stamp a card and you pay for it all when you leave. it was so corny and gimmicky that i loved it to death. then we went to the improv asylum and i had a corona which i didn’t like because beer is gross but we also saw an improv show that i really liked because comedy is funny. they did this skit about high school kids and this one guy that didn’t make the varsity football team kept saying to the coach things like “you gotta put me on the V, coach”, and otherwise referring to the varsity team as “the V”, which cracked me up.

saturday night was the dismemberment plan show. sweet merciful crap was that a spectacular show. the plan headlined and played what had to be an 1 hour, 45 minute set. it was insane. as i said before, i got up on stage for ice of boston, and that was fun as hell. i took a picture of myself with travis on the way offstage and he made fun of me. yeah, i’m a dork, what of it. but luckily that meant i got to be up front for the rest of the show. like during one song where he started going nuts and screaming into his mic while playing the keyboard with the base of the mic stand. or when they wrapped up with their usual jam song but this time extended it to at least 15 solid minutes of insanity, which included ben from death cab playing drums along with the regular drummer, and travis carrying the opening guy cex on his back while cex sang random shit into a microphone, after which they wrestled and tackled eachother and went crazy or something. it was a total riot. i was very disappointed i had run out of film before then though — blast. but, they played almost every song i could have wanted them to play (our chanting “gyroscope” before the encore did not get heard, apparently, but i can’t really complain) and we could not stop telling eachother for hours afterward how amazing that show was; luckily i have some photos and a ten dollar t-shirt to remember it by. boy am i glad i went to boston.

so i saw myself off sunday morning after a goodbye to matt and adam (another pal who had come up from brown university in providence for the show) and spent many hours in planes. now i’m back here and i have a radio show to do soon. no more spring break fun for me.