One of my friends had the results on her blog, so I thought I would check it out.  Hilarious quiz, for those who find extra time on their hands (or just want to take it).  Ironically, my friend is my exact female opposite

Yes, I put puke it the title of this entry; I’m not happy about it either.  When I take Toby out for his walks, it is normal to encounter a variety of trash on the sidewalk, since we are in the city (a.k.a. the BU Ghetto).  I’m fine with this, it comes with the territory and I can usually wrestle him away from the bad spots.  However, one thing I am NOT OK WITH is the amount of puke on the sidewalk after, say, a Thursday or Friday night.  Yeah, I live next to college students, yeah, they have no idea how to regulate their drinking – but there is simply no excuse for puking on the sidewalks.  There are plenty of bushes and trashcans and ways in general to avoid throwing up in the street.  I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to pull Toby away from the seemingly delectable meal that is lying (up for grabs!) on the sidewalk.  So I implore you BU students, learn to throw up gracefully into the bushes like an adult.  We’re all going to be better for it.

I’m wearing my roommate’s heels today – we have the same size foot, which basically means we just doubled our shoe wardrobe this year.  Score!  Anyhoo, she bought these fantastic heels made by Sofft and I am truly impressed with how they feel.  They don’t feel like you are wearing high heels at all.  Remarkable.  A train was approaching quickly as I was going to work this morning and I was able to run in these shoes to catch it.  Sorta like how Carrie runs in her Manolo Blaniks, only plausible, because a normal girl can actually run in these without killing themselves.  I highly recommend them if you have to wear dress shoes to work (or anywhere, for that matter).

Wesley, my good friend from college, works for Corporate Macy’s in New York as part of their Special Events team.  One of the “events” he works on is the Thanksgiving Day Parade.  I let him know that I would be in town for the holiday and he immediately responded by asking how many VIP tickets I would like.  VIP tickets, I found out, allow you to sit in the grandstands on the parade route.  I had assumed that people in those seats had camped out all night to get them, I had no idea they were reserved (although I guess I should have figured as much).   So, thanks to awesome Wesley, five of us will be seating in the Macy’s section at Central Park West (the beginning of the parade route).  Woot!

Also, just saw that Ashlee Simpson gave birth to a boy yesterday – Bronx Mowgli Wentz.  I have nothing else to say about that.

Laura and I hosted an Election Results party at our apartment last night. It was like Christmas, New Year’s and the Super Bowl rolled into one.  I’ve never felt/seen such passion for a cause, in my time, and I was truly honored to be part of history.  It was an emotional night for many, me included, and I’m just now grasping what this decision means for all of us.  I know there are plenty of those out there who don’t feel the same way I do, I’m just so damn glad they’re not the majority anymore.

Oh yes, a change gonna come.

and the truth comes pouring out of their mouths like word vomit…