New(-ish) Seattleite. Obsessed with food, music, books, trivia nights, recipes, KEXP, and bad television.
Monday, January 23, 2006
Hey, the ice of Boston is muddy.
I am back from the whirlwind Boston reunion weekend. Oh, it was great. Seriously, people. I love it here in Seattle, but it's hard to return to a place with friends I miss (and isn't it great [I meant "great" sarcastically, but it IS a good thing, I guess] when you only realize just how much you miss people when you see them again?), things I won't get to see (a SPIKE'S is coming to DAVIS SQUARE), and the East Coast atmosphere that's ingrained in my being (jaywalking, unfriendliness, etc).
I'd love for this to have been a trip of nostalgia, to feel like I'm finished with Boston, but I can't say that.
So it was great. But I am exhausted.
(The weather was actually fantastic this weekend--the post's title refers to this song I love.)