My Brain Hurts
My eye is twitching for the first time ever, which means I'm on the slow descent towards becoming exactly like my mom. Actually, my mom is cool. But this is one trait I'd rather not share. So, posting will continue in its sparsity, save this:
The Green Line sucks. I took the C out to Washington Square the other night and MAN, that is one long ride. I don't think I could have that as a commute. Ever.