poof moose
"Poof moose" is what T calls me when I disappear upstairs to write and/or chat. And that's what I'll be from tomorrow evening through early next week, when I disappear into the wilds of my vacation. I'm heading off to Boston to spend some time with
luvmoose and
anzubird. Many plans are in the works, including a Red Sox game (wooooo!), They Might Be Giants (I haven't seen a real TMBG show in almost a decade), a visit to Newport, RI, a stop by the beach, and high tea at the Boston Harbor Hotel (think anyone will notice if I dump a crate or two into the water?).
But of course, it's not really about all that; it's about getting a break from work, some different scenery, and some quality time with two of my favorite people, and what beats that? Nothing, that's what. Excellent.
But of course, it's not really about all that; it's about getting a break from work, some different scenery, and some quality time with two of my favorite people, and what beats that? Nothing, that's what. Excellent.

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Enjoy the grimy ahem, humid, ahem, cosmopolitan city with cheap and reliable *gasp* public transportation!
Wave at the Van De Graaf generator at the Museum of Science for me. That lightning show -- I loved it so. Funny that. :D
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Interestingly, my best friend from high school currently lives in Boston, but is about to move to Seattle. (I encourage all my friends to move to Seattle. It's a good place. Plus I'm here.)
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