Last night I went to a bar on Charles st with Adam and some of his coworkers. That's his friend Mark in the picture above, seen with the rare 'hair down' look.
We drank there and went to another place for last call. Adam and I left around 2:30, and walked back to my car. I unlocked it, and went to start it..... nothing. Turns out the battery shorted out, and therefore, we were going nowhere fast. I ended up having to call my mom, and she and my stepfather finally showed up around 4. They called a tow company, and Adam and I walked a few blocks to try to catch a cab. After walking for what felt like far too long, we ended up at one of the exits off of Storrow Dr., yet we couldn't see one taxi. After waiting for almost 20 minutes, and calling every cab company around, I had to call my mom once again to come to the rescue. Thankfully she was still in town, and she drive us a few blocks, until we spotted a taxi waiting in front of a hotel.
Today, just chilled out until my mom came and got me from Adam's house. My car is ok now, but Friday our other car is getting checked out, so I'm car-less again. I'm hoping I can find something to do that is public transit related. Maybe if it's nice enough I'll get off my ass and go to the beach. I need a mother fucking tan like no other. My legs will reflect the sun back at you, and burn your retinas.
As for right now, I'm gonna go get something to eat, then probably go to bed early. Tomorrow is another day... hopefully filled with far less bullshit.
Night folks.
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