*sometimes you just need to love.*

a train ride.

so last nite i left the apartment. and went into boston. to meet a bunch of people i didnt know. and get info about the local alumni branch of my uni. and watch the OU game and drink beer.

thats not really what happened though. this is:

4:oo pm--leaving work in a rush so i will have time to buy my train ticket, park and get on. buy train ticket. relatively easy [yay!]. park in parking lot, try cramming money in stupid little slot on parking board. money wont go in after many many attempts. keep cramming. train pulls up. keep cramming. finally goes in. running to catch train before it leaves. drop gloves. nice boy screaming at me after i drop them. he runs to meet me halfway with them. nice [and HOTT] train conductors hold train for random girl running towards it with red peacoat on [thatd be lame ass me]. ride train into boston.

4:50 or so-get off train, hop on subway. get off at government square. head into the kinkos for the meeting. now its about 5:15 or so. its me and the coordinator guy [who works for the alumni board, lives in ohio, not here]. fun......

5:30- meeting starts. me and guy. no one else yet. at 5:40 really late girl comes rushing in. shes the local chapter leader, melissa something. "where is everyone else?" she asks. no clue. no one else shows. really lame meeting.

6:45-take leave of melissa so she can go to some young republicans [blech] meeting. take taxi to bar.

7:00-get to bar. no one is there from our little group of people that were supposed to be there. just me and guy. still. watch craptastic basketball game. eat huge hamburger, fries. drink 2 bud lights.

9:15 or so-leave bar. walk wrong way to station. have to take subway to correct station. miss 9:30 train by 2 minutes. suck suck suck. walk the seriously 2 minute walk from correct station back to bar i was in. drink another bud light. by myself. in a now very crowded bar. full of drunk men that just came from the celtics game that let out. bleh bleh bleh.

10:25-leave bar. walk to train station. wait 2 minutes. train boards. ride train home. get to car about 11:15. thankful car is still there. and didnt get towed. [in momentary panic attack i couldnt remember if i had parked in spot 297 or 279, and i put my money in the slot for number 279. i did indeed park in 279. go me]

11:30 or so-arrive home. exhausted. pissed that i wasted all that time and money to go into boston to meet virtually no one. sad that i still have no one here to do things with. pissed that all those other people RSVP'd and didnt show. losers. went to bed.

written @ 4:44 pm on 27.02.03
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