A second time in almost a month, I got my window smashed in and my radio stolen. AGAIN!!!?!?!

I took all the necessary precautions. I took off my faceplate, and hid the face plate in the glove compartment, and locked the glove compartment. They just pried open the glove compartment, and went to town. What surprised me, is that they also went through the ash-tray (which was left on the floor) which, (accidently) had a spare set of keys that we've been missing for a while. They could have easily driven off with my car too, but I don't know why they didn't.

Anyways, this is bullshit. I'm taking the car back to Dallas in December.
Courtesy of garrettwalker.com :
The real truth behind US policy:
http://www.urbanreflex.com/sep20_02/inspectors.html

It's funny, I think I'm one of a handfull of people in my Monetary class that isn't a spanish speaker. Our professor is an Argentenian and speaks with a heavy accent. There are four different sections of Monetary Theory (it's a core class), taught by several differernt professors, so I think all the spanish speaking students flock to him (comfort factor?). After the class ends, though, everyone erupts into spanish, including the teacher...
Last Week
After last week's pre-monday blues, the actual week turned out to be quite good. I think I'm getting more efficient at doing my work, and getting through my readings - I just became part of a slightly belated attempt to create a study group for one of my class, but later is better than never, it cuts my work in half for that one class. Anyways, so last week was positive in that I was actually ahead of schedule for most of the week.
Tuesday night Amy and I hung out at home watching Comedy Central's electiong result coverage. They're so funny. Wednesday Amy was way tired and slept pretty much the whole evening but I woke her up so that we could go sign up at the gym. We're now both proud members of our local JCC. It's a bit odd joining the JCC, us not being Jewish and stuff, but aparently for one reason or another (PR? money?), they let anyone join. Anyways, they have a very nice gym, it's very affordable, and it has a great atmosphere. After the gym signup activity, we went out to this club called 9:30, to watch a show feature several trip-hop DJ's. The headliners were DJ Food and Amon Tobin, but the most talented, by far, was, I think, a local guy who did some mad-crazy scratching. Way cool. Thursday, Amy and I went out for dinner. We originally had planned to get BBQ, but the place we went to in Chinatown was closed for a private party, so we ended up eating Chinese food, which I'm always in the mood for.

Boston
Boston was great. It was great seeing my Amherst peeps again, this time adding in Jeanne Bang, Peng, and Jake. Activities included:

Dinner at Ginza (a tradition)

Drinks and fried food at The Good Life

Hanging out, looking at pictures at Jiyoun's place as well as listening to her roomate puke for 5 hours (fun :)

Brunch at Sound Bites followed by much indecision about what to do.

2 hours of indicision about where to park around Newbury street, with a final decision to park under Copley Square, right as the sun was setting. Ended up shopping for a bit in the mall, but finally got outside to walk around Newbury

Cooking dinner and watching "Kissing Jessica Stein" at Peng's place.

A final hurrah with Irvie and Linda with all her friends at S&S for brunch.
Hanging out with my Amherst friends are great - it's like seeing family.
The last bit of my week, I hung out with Roy. We went to watch I Spy at the theater, hung around downtown crossing, and had some crazy eating with Althea, Jake, and one of Althea's HBS friends. I ate sooo much this weekend. Amy said I looked visably fatter. I'm not surprised.
Anyways, I love the city of Boston. It was refreshing to get out of DC, and away from the stresses of school. I really missed Amy the whole time, though - I wish she had come along, but she had to study. Anyways, I had a wonderful time in Boston, but I was really anxious to get back sooo...
Amy
Monday morning I woke up at the butt-crack of dawn... no, correction, it was still dark, so it was even before the butt-crack of dawn (actually, i just realized that I really souldn't be using the phrase "butt-crack of dawn" because of the serious negative potential mix-up. doh.) This was in order to catch stand-by the first flight out of boston back to DC. Then, I tricked amy, by showing up at her office right after I got off the phone with her (pretending that I was still in boston), and presented her with 10th month anniversary flowers. I bet you're puking, huh? I forgot, I'm trying not to be too sappy on this website, because it undermines my masculinity. I can bench press 300 lbs. and yesterday I kicked the crap out of some punk who got in my way. There, I balanced out the whole masculinity thing.

Anyways, afterwards, I made some awesome home-made creamy caramalized mushroom risotto for dinner. Great food, great company, great time.

This week has been same-old same-old. I'm still keeping up pace with my classes, but I'm starting to get a sagging feeling, since while I've been keeping up with my week-to-week work, I'm been neglecting some more long term things that I know are going to kick my ass if I don't start dealing with them soon. These include my finals, a 20 pg research paper, and finding a job. arg! it's 2am already, I have to wake up for class in 5 hours. Byeeeee!

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Poo Machine

One of my favorite quotes of late is:
"Lately, I've been a nonstop poo machine"

I'm not at liberty to say who this is attributed too, but I think those of us in the know know who it is...

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