"Excuse me, How do you get to Heathrow from here?"

I had my first of many pre-trip jittery dreams. This time I was in London flying a kite,but needing to catch my flight to LAX to make the connecting flight to NZ and realizing that I hadn't left nearly enough time to get to the airport on time.

SO, I am moving out officially today!

Goodbye Cambridge! I will miss the horrible stench of Brookline Street, the bluesy goodness of the Cantab lounge, the late night nutrition of a Hi-Fi pizza slice, the beautifully blended Mojitos at Zuzu, the crack addicts and homeless vets hanging out on Mass Ave, the screaming and abusive neighbors, the Middle East's close proximity, Moody's Falafel Palace's falafel sandwich with hummus and hot sauce, the City Hall lawn, Trader Joe's three buck chuck and most of all, I will miss Melissa and Meg, best roommates a girl could ask for.

FYI- My couch is still for sale. Anyone interested?



(The second half of Phish's 'Divided Sky' is making me very happy at this moment.)