Binny's Boston

is almost over for me.

in an hour, my family will be heading up to our elusive house in the treacherous mountains of upstate New York, where we will stay til Saturday. I’m writing this now, because I will not have sanity internet access until probably late Saturday night when my parents drop me in Boston, which I will steal from Sweeney, as I will be crashing there for the night. Because at 7fucking30 in the morning on Sunday, I will be leaving Boston for Winter Outreach New Orleans. A trip which seemed like an incredible idea at the time. Seriously.. my thought process was, “I’m bored of Boston. and I’m bored of LawnGuyLand. k. let’s go. WOOOO NOLAAAA.” Now I wish I were going to be home for the next 2 weeks. meh. That’s what I get for being restless. and reckless. and a little bit dumb. I am not going to know anyone on this trip. I foresee awkwardness in my future. and I’m down $560.

hopefully, I’ll be thinking differently come next week.

But for realzies, I can’t wait to be back in Boston. Even though Yesmin Vega will be dead in Madrid.