I don’t really know what about this town frustrates me so much, but it sure does. Mostly the people, I think. Simple, imature, all around intolerable. It’s a fast food mecca filled with overweight, undereducated, disagreeable morons. Maybe Boston has spoiled me, even though it has its share of ridiculous people. I’m really looking forward to heading back and moving into my new apartment. Speaking of my apartment…

Ikea. My apartment will be all Ikea. Cheap, low quality, high style furniture and accessories for the hip young urbanite. Right? Whenever I make my way through the maze of Swedish interior design stuffs I can’t help but think of Fight Club. Speaking of movies…

The Boy in the Striped Payjamas. Intense. WWII will forever be a great subject in cinema. I think this is due to it being the last great “Good vs Evil” paradigm war. All subsequent wars have been morally questionable and less supported by the general public. It is complete with such charasmatic protagonists like Churchill and FDR and such a despicable antagonist embroilled in the occult and obsessed with world domination and full extermination of complete groups of people. I digress…

The movie. Well acted, well shot, well wrote. Heartbreaking ending. A very solid way to spend 90 minutes. Do not watch if you are easily upset. Made me cry man tears. So not at all…but a little.

I’m proud to be a Connecticutter.

It seems that I am compelled to “blog” most when I’m the least satisfied with life. Luckily I’ve been quite content over the past few weeks. I few visits from Maggie and proper nights out has made summer class slightly bearable. I am, however, approaching the ravine with ever increasing velocity. The weather here is increible. It rains daily and in the intermittent hours of sunshine there is an exceedingly sufficating humidity. This is BOSTON, not Costa Rica. Get it together man. I’m finding myself worn to the last threads of sanity by class work, it seems I over estimated myself with 6 consecutive terms accompanied by my indecision over my future career. Lastly, the bank account is running low, meaning I need to find employment that can accomodate my class schedule. With the job market in Boston having been hit extremely hard, (-64,000 jobs) it seems that I’m out of luck in the medical and biotechnical capital of the U.S. and one of the major centers in the world. Well then, this increasing list of complaints (read bitches) leaves me one option…leave. I need to get out. I’m thinking colder, though warm wouldn’t be terrible. Really anywhere. London would be nice to visit friends but I’m thinking more adventerous like TIbet. Any suggestions?

Iceskating in Amsterdam is magical.