zzzzzzHUH WHAT? SQUARE ROOT OF 2!!!!!!zzz
because it's so early and i have already washed my hair, picked a not-too-terrible outfit, and thrown on some tinted moisturizere, i've been having crazy flasbacks of a time circa my graduation from college.
one of the first jobs out of college i had involved my leaving my apt. around 7:30, so i could make a 7:40 train that left Allston and got to downtown Boston by 8:30am.
at the time, the earliest i had been getting up was probably around the noon dawn hour, so it was a big (although totally normal) change, and i spent my entire time there bitching about my commute (although the job was pretty horrific too).
i used to try to be in bed by 10, and would always wake up right after (my love at the time) Matt left for work (his job was even worse than mine was).
the whole point of this little trip down memory lane is that even today, when yea yea yea i'm tired and yea yea yea i got like 2 hours sleep, my bloodshot eyes and pounding migraine are just a reminder that this time, i chose to do this, and once i get coffee in me, it's rather fun, so quit your bitching, bitch, cause this is really not bad at all.
and so this week, when i meet up with a friend of that same horrible job, i know we'll spend the first minutes (or hours) of our meetup discussing how much beeing Adlerfied changed our lives.
oh Boston, I miss you.
one of the first jobs out of college i had involved my leaving my apt. around 7:30, so i could make a 7:40 train that left Allston and got to downtown Boston by 8:30am.
at the time, the earliest i had been getting up was probably around the noon dawn hour, so it was a big (although totally normal) change, and i spent my entire time there bitching about my commute (although the job was pretty horrific too).
i used to try to be in bed by 10, and would always wake up right after (my love at the time) Matt left for work (his job was even worse than mine was).
the whole point of this little trip down memory lane is that even today, when yea yea yea i'm tired and yea yea yea i got like 2 hours sleep, my bloodshot eyes and pounding migraine are just a reminder that this time, i chose to do this, and once i get coffee in me, it's rather fun, so quit your bitching, bitch, cause this is really not bad at all.
and so this week, when i meet up with a friend of that same horrible job, i know we'll spend the first minutes (or hours) of our meetup discussing how much beeing Adlerfied changed our lives.
oh Boston, I miss you.
posted by Cristina at 6:41 AM
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