Saturday, June 17, 2006

all this sweat means i'm alive.

if you're wondering why i haven't blogged, i would answer you that apparently, the museum of science has what patrick calls a "blogging problem." the only website that is blocked from its employees is "blogger.com" which means that my posts have gone from many to none...
but why not blog at home, you ask?
well, the answer to that question is that the upstairs friends moved out, and the internet moved on with them, to paris i think.

and if you're wondering how i'm doing, i am wonderful. so far this summer, i got to hang in chicago for five wonderfully hot and sweaty days, got to hang in clevo for five not so hot, but still wonderful days. tomorrow i am going to the beach, and i've been riding bikes a lot.

if you're wondering about how my job is, i'd tell you that my job is really pretty cool. i get to hang out with kids, hang out in the scary basement, go to pretty much every single museum in boston for free, and chill out on the internet researching space science and education. also, i get paid a whole lot and i only work 5-6 hours a day when i'm supposed to be there for about 7 hours a day. can you beat that?

if you're wondering how i'm feeling, well, i'd tell you, "live life. punk forever."

if you're (beth is) wondering if i give a shit, i'd tell you, i mean, i'm also pretty serious about not giving a shit right now. p.s. i'm really really really real. and really pretty serious about fun.

Monday, June 12, 2006

what happened, miss kish?

where's your little blog face?

let's hear it for
+ the puerto rican day parade
+ driving lessons
+ roommates current and future (and past too)
+ the path to my greatness
+ the jesus and mary chain
+ old books that seem new again
+ nailpolish
+ pizza
+ getting the steamboat up the mountain

tonight we said we'd make a sign for the subway that said

DR. BERKOWITZ AND DR. NELSON: TOE DOCTORS.
HEY, IF WE FUCK UP, IT'S JUST YOUR TOE.