Take no pictures, leave no evidence

So, in response to a request from a friend, I shall try to keep my blog updated yet again. I'm not saying it will be as extensive, funny, or frequent as last year, but I shall try. I dunno, this year has just been more of a "yeah, I'm in Boston, and I'm not thrilled, but it's better." Last year I was crazy homesick. This year, I've learned that my real friends will be there when I visit, and that makes me feel a hell of a lot better.

I'll start this attempt with a re-hash of this weekend. Some of it will go to facebook, some will stay forever here contained for those who already have access and to those whom I will allow to see it. Likely no boys. Unless, ya know, I'm over them or they won't talk.

Thursday:

Travel: Went to property, drug my two (yes two, don't judge) suitcases to class with me then took a van to the airport. It was super easy, and I'm happy I found that mode. Got my requisite Sam Adams and read Cosmo to wile time away before boarding. Flights were super easy. I don't care what you say, I fucking LOVE flying. I may not follow all protocol (I have my MP3 on during take-off and landing), but it's for a good cause (I listen to "You can fly" from Peter Pan during take-off). A little bit of a long layover in Chi-town, but it allows me time for a nice, relaxing dinner. Grabbed Whitey's Ice Cream with the parents when they picked me up. Then just sat around home talking, basically.

Comprehension: Made fun of my brother playing WoW, but I really can't talk. But noone in my family knows I played, and they never will. But ya know, it's kind of nice to not be such an idiot on something my brother is so into. I mean, he'll say "Uldar" and I'll ask "Uldaron?" and he'll look at me like I'm *crazy*, but at least I have a working knowledge.

Friday:

Enemy territory: Visited a friend going to law school at Iowa. Yes, I wore an Iowa State shirt. Had a good chat. It's good now, it's cute that he's asking for advice on what would be good for a first date. (Of course I had to tell him what *most* girls would go for, a cheesy movie and dinner doesn't always cut it.) But to be able to do that and not feel insanely jealous, is good. I liked him for the longest time, and I think I figured out why, but it still feels good to be friends and have another guy to go for advice. Maybe it's not quite to the full extent that BT and W are, but it'll get there.

Pumpkin up the wazoo: Got into Ames and got to the place I was staying. She made pumpkin EVERYTHING that night. Well, maybe not everything, but there was pumpkin everywhere.

The Hangover: Finally saw it. It was hilarious, as everyone said, but I need to buy it/see it again so I can actually use the references. Like "I want a lucky charm to take home with me! However, he need not be naked in my trunk." (The needing to be naked in my trunk is in direct correlation with how hot he is, lol)

Saturday:

The big game: Tried to get a whole shitton of people to go to Welch Ave Station to watch the Iowa State game on Saturday morning. However, I was only able to convince a few (sick, home, sick and home, didn't get the text, at bf's babysitting a kid, washing their hair, etc...) to join. But it was still great. Pizza and beer, what more can you ask for? And honestly catching up with a few people you care about is better than the superficial "Hi, how are you, let's catch up sometime, but I don't really mean that I just want to save face."

Legitimate friends: That's one thing I've learned a lot about this past year. You have a lot of friends, but you only have a few where you can legitimately go away for months, then come back and feel like no time has passed. I love those, and I think this summer found a few more like those. E and J from the previous summer, for sure, and K from this summer. I love it.

So Saturday. After the game with E, J, and K, we left at halftime and K and I went to continue watching some more of the anime movie he started me on this summer. Yes, anime, it's wierd, but it's got enough going on, and enough "What the FUCK?" moments to keep even me entertained. Supper, tried to get more people to go to Zombieland with us, in the end only got A. Yes, only. Finally realized I am over him. If 18 1/2 is the best he thinks he can do, he has no right to try me again, even if he wanted to. But still, a little awkward, between K and A. But fun.

Then BEEER!!! At Olde Main. I'm glad people trust my gut instincts about alcohol. The Oktoberfest from OM was delicious. I don't care whether my taste in beer (darker, but no Guinness) should be switched with a guys, I know what I like, and I like Octoberfests (but no pumpkin, get that whore imposter of a beer out of my face). It got a little interesting. Somewhere in the middle the guys (who were once again joined by E) started playing the Penis game IN THE BAR. I love my guys! The game continued into my car, yelling out the windows toward cops. Fantabulous...

Sunday:

Boring, really. Finally got my cheese things at Cafe Beaudelaire, got a Monty Python Monopoly game after spending 45 minutes at the comic book store. Had my first meal at La Fuente. Yes, I went to Iowa State for 4 years and never went there. I think that deserves an award.

Monday:

Lunch with Kelly. Had a dog chew through my laptop charging cord. Decided I temporarily hate little yippy dogs. Drive home.

All in all a pretty good trip. You learn who actually really wants to see you, or at least get out of their room. I'm starting to hate it a little bit though, because while I'm still very much single, I have the guy that I like at the moment, but because more and more of my friends are getting boyfriends and they are ALWAYS around, it's hard to gossip just a little (I am a girl, after all) around the BF. It's weird. And one friend said she lost herself once during a relationship, and it may be happening again. Hope not, but I felt very pushed to the side for the very small amount of time I was there.

So now, for the overanalysis of le boy:

He'll keep in contact, every once in a while, but no calls. Neither of us really roll that way. But he came out for the ENTIRE day on Saturday. We talked forever, never really ran out of things to say, and when we did, it wasn't awkward. He told me things that I feel... weren't necessary, if you know what I mean. Like, I don't have to know the details of how well or poorly he did his first semester back, it will not make me think any more or less of him. And what he's doing to make himself a better... person? Does dancing make you a better person? He felt bad when I mentioned a guy that had kept in contact with me, by calling, and said he was sorry he hadn't done so (but no calls so far). Little bit of angling during the movie, but we were whispering too, so it made sense. He unwaveringly trusts my judgment in beer. He had never tried the two beers he ordered Saturday, but because I was all for them, even though I even hadn't tried once, he was all for them (and liked them, so I guess it works out). But then as I dropped him off, all he said, was "See you when I see you." WTF?

So there it is. Let me know what you think. Ask about the trip. Whatevs. If you need more info, I'll be happy to provide it.