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No one got back to me on e-mail. I went to the con, and Ops, and Security, and asked about my lost DVD set. Guy searched through a box. Nothing. I left, sad. But as I walked down the hall -- "hey! Is this it!" Yay! Guess the first guy had missed it somehow. My $30 purchase is back. I recovered the shopping bag as well to carry it -- then stuffed it into my backpack anyway. Never again!
By this time it was after 2, so I just went to filk. Which lasted until 5, not 3:30! Lots of fun, but none of you care about filk, do you? Snow Crash filk, A Grazing Mace, Golden Age of SF, William Henry Harrison... I will say we did a group sing of the Tetris Soviet History song, that was pretty awesome.
Called Ch's V, went over to Coolidge Corner, got more TJ's stuff, explored the area. C-line does not control its lights, and cars even got stuck on the tracks in front of it. Bunch of restaurants, no cafes along Beacon, but some up Harvard. Development is sporadic: St. Mary's has some, the next 3 stops don't, Coolidge does, and it peters out a few blocks later.
Met V for food/drinks, had a good conversation, she drove me around Brookline/Newton/Allston, and then home. Be a great new friend if she weren't going back to non-local school. I can probably cross Newton off my list, saving a bunch of time. Double-check Allston, check the north Orange Line, and then it'll be time to look for apartments for real.
My old boss got back to me; my resume sucks, so I should rewrite that tomorrow, when weather may not be conducive to exploration.
Gosh. I moved in last Thursday, walked around, and haven't had to think about what to do since, apart from the V negotiations. Apartment viewing, and lots of Arisia. Tomorrow I have to make decisions again, and start getting back to other social connections here.
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So that's my life. What the hell have the rest of you, of my personal friends, been up to? Some of you update decently. Some of you... don't. Guess I could call. Or vice versa!
By this time it was after 2, so I just went to filk. Which lasted until 5, not 3:30! Lots of fun, but none of you care about filk, do you? Snow Crash filk, A Grazing Mace, Golden Age of SF, William Henry Harrison... I will say we did a group sing of the Tetris Soviet History song, that was pretty awesome.
Called Ch's V, went over to Coolidge Corner, got more TJ's stuff, explored the area. C-line does not control its lights, and cars even got stuck on the tracks in front of it. Bunch of restaurants, no cafes along Beacon, but some up Harvard. Development is sporadic: St. Mary's has some, the next 3 stops don't, Coolidge does, and it peters out a few blocks later.
Met V for food/drinks, had a good conversation, she drove me around Brookline/Newton/Allston, and then home. Be a great new friend if she weren't going back to non-local school. I can probably cross Newton off my list, saving a bunch of time. Double-check Allston, check the north Orange Line, and then it'll be time to look for apartments for real.
My old boss got back to me; my resume sucks, so I should rewrite that tomorrow, when weather may not be conducive to exploration.
Gosh. I moved in last Thursday, walked around, and haven't had to think about what to do since, apart from the V negotiations. Apartment viewing, and lots of Arisia. Tomorrow I have to make decisions again, and start getting back to other social connections here.
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So that's my life. What the hell have the rest of you, of my personal friends, been up to? Some of you update decently. Some of you... don't. Guess I could call. Or vice versa!