Boston

Today is my first full day in Boston. Like Ben Franklin recommended, I was up at 4:45 this morning. Sweet. It was actually not my idea, my dad needed to be at the airport at 5:30 this morning. Now I'm just waiting for things like radio shack, target, etc. to be open so I can pick up some essentials to make this apartment like home. 

My walls are sky blue with a pink trim around them. NOT sweet. I've never painted before, I guess this will be my crash course. The room is also slightly smaller than I had anticipated, I guess I'll just have to be creative in how I store things. This type of city living also requires a reorganization of how I live my day to day, and how I prepare for my day to day. I have such a long list of things to do. I'll probably be taking a nap around 1 this afternoon. word. 

Why is it i worked so hard in getting my last place clean, only to find my new place is a complete mess. I'm pretty sure these hardwood floors haven't been scrubbed in over a year. My roommates seem nice, but we'll see how clean they are, they claim to be, though I see no evidence of that. I'm already yawning writing this, I need to get active and involved, there was a bagel store down the street I saw, time for some caffeinated beverages and something to eat. (the fridge is an utter disaster and needs to be cleaned asap). 

Now to go study some maps of the places I need to go in the hopes I won't get lost and look like the new guy in the city who's walking in circles.