on the chinatown bus with a fucking garment bag, bitchez

boston was good, baked cookies and salvation armied with ms. fluker, had job interview and hot chocolate and grad school chat with professor that seemed to go well/went quite well, had breakfast with my (radiant) cousin.

now back in new york. i really like both cities, a lot. someone asked which one i like better and then when i paused they said i know, it's like asking you which is your favorite child, i'm sorry. and i thought, no, it is not really like that at all, and that seems like a really odd comparison to make, seeing as neither of us have any children. but anyway, yeah, i really do like both places, and i can't even decide which subway sounds i like better. new york is more screechy and dramatic and boston is rumbly and sort of soothing.

anyway so i have another interview tomorrow (gahh), and then on monday i'm starting (temporarily) working at the columbia bookstore to help out with their coursebooks rush. should be chill.

oh, and my fucking ipod broke. if anyone knows anything about this broken ipod bullshit or wants to try to "restore" my ipod for me, or hold my hand while i do it, that would be appreciated.