Happy Days...

Before I go any further, I feel like I should put up pictures of my room, because I keep meaning to and just don't because I am lazy. So here:

This is my room.... isn't it cute? The big heating mechanism on the side is particularly classy, if I do say so myself.

And this picture looks seven thousand times messier than the other picture, but I swear it's not. It's just an optical illusion...
My room used to be the dining room of this house, which is why I have a lovely china cabinet in here. I try and put very valuable and breakable things in the china cabinet just to remind me, such as an iron, nalgene bottle, and tool kit. And in case you didn't notice, I have no closet, so I use that lovely wardrobe box in the corner. WHICH, I might add, I painted myself. And my mom painted one door. Thanks, mom. My mom helped out A TON getting me all set up here and is the brains behind the decoration of this room. I'm too indecisive. Anyway. There is my room.

So who can believe that I've been here for almost a month? Crazy. I'm starting to feel like I have a little better handle on being a city girl than I did when I got here. Examples:

-My second week here I tried swiping my student ID to get on the T. And I just stood there trying it over and over again. Idiot. The T driver looked at me and just said, "Uh, I don't think that's going to work." I won't do that again anytime soon.

-Well, I was going to write that I've stopped being one of those obvious non-locals that falls all over the place when the T stops and starts. But, uh, I don't think I'll ever actually get over that one. I fell on a girl yesterday. Awesome.

-I gave directions once!!!

-I stop at the grocery store at least twice a week on my way home from school just to pick up two bags of groceries because that's all I can carry. I think this is going to start to get old pretty soon. Actually, it already is.

So anyway. Boston. Is. Great. I am so glad I am here. Nothing in my life is particularly incredible right now, but there is just so much going on here, so much excitement, and so many interesting people living in this place that you just have to love it. Yesterday was National Museum Day, so I went with a few of my roommates to the Science Museum downtown because we could go for free. And I'm going to say that the Science Museum is just okay. BUT the lightning show was pretty cool. I learned a lot about electrizzzzity. And then it took me an hour and a half to get home. Wasting time is a hobby of mine... except I try not to waste it by always having a book with me, so I feel resourceful. Oh and I saw a transvestite on the T. Super creepy and gross. :)

Since I haven't blogged about anything other than rodents lately, I feel like I should recap what I've actually been doing besides trying my hand at exterminating. I actually have a life! Imagine that. Some excellent news is that I now have two jobs. Count them. Two. I'm really grateful that I've found these two flexible and decent paying jobs that are on campus so I am free to go home for the holidays. They are both grad assistantships in the music school and I get to pick my own hours and it's great. Hooray for actually being busy, or at least getting there. I have two concerts next week and then my schedule will be turned on its head as I find out what groups I'll be in for the next 5 weeks. Wahoo.

Last weekend I went on a tri-ward campout up in New Hampshire. There is not much to say except that I had a blast, met so many cool people, froze my behind off, and didn't shower. It was kind of refreshing. I like camping. Especially in cabins.

And yesterday was National Pancake Day. I love to celebrate national things. Except National Talk Like a Pirate Day. Just plain weird. Sorry. Yesterday was just exceptional because it was National Pancake Day and National Museum Day! Here is what I ate:

I picked up a random whole wheat pancake mix at the store on my way home from school Friday night. Delicious. The pancake on the left has strawberries, bananas, and this really really REALLY good organic raspberry syrup that my mom got me when she was here. And the pancake on the right has peanut butter and bananas. It was a great breakfast.

I also went on a date to the House of Blues last week to see the 90s band Rusted Root. They were alright. No comment on the date. It was cool to go to the House of Blues, though. I loved getting to take myself to the date and end the date at the Kenmore T Stop. It took away the awkwardness of the doorstep... a little bit.

P.S. I love pasta. I got really excited in my grocery store yesterday because I saw they had a whole imported pasta section and went and stared at it for 2 minutes. And I was smiling.

P.S.S. or is it P.P.S.? Whatever. It's starting to get cold here. I will remain positive and clothed at all costs.