Ok, this entry was pretty lame, so instead, I'm going to tell you a little story about my ride home last night.

So, I left tenillypo's apartment last night and waited for 20 minutes for the bus, then decided that a cab would be preferable to waiting any longer. So I took the cab, and we're driving up Mass Ave. by Porter, when I see a whole lot of flickering lights in the sky, off in the direction of my neighborhood. My first thought was "Aliens!" My second thought was "I sincerely hope they don't have Drew!" Then I remembered that this weekend is the 4th of July. *head smack* I have a problem.

You know what sucks? Trying to get to JP and ending up in Newton.

You know what fucking sucks ass? Trying to get home from JP and ending up in Mattapan and then the back roads of Roxbury. After midnight.

JP, you and I are not going to be cool for a while.

The worst part of the drive, though: seeing two or three lights in a weird formation in the sky ahead of us. The lights kind of twirled, then blinked out. I swear to god, if we hadn't been so lost I would have lost my shit right there. I was convinced it was a ufo. Then a minute later, about 200 yards from us I saw weird lights again, this time they kind of fizzled down, and I realized it was just some jackass setting off firecrackers.