M a t t C l e a r 's J o u r n a l

I haven't updated in what seems like a long time. I'll try to do a quick update here.

Babak came to Boston last Wednesday and left early yesterday. It was really an awesome break from the normal routine for me. He joined me on one of my classes and hopefully had a good time. I had to work that night so he and Megan (my roommate) got to know each other really well, and luckily got along perfectly. They came in to visit me at work, which was so nice!

I had to work again the next day, so as soon as I got out we hung out a little and then went out. We went to Estate which I liked and would like to go back to again sometime.

Friday morning I have class, but Babak wanted to go to NY early to spend as much time there as he could with his friend, Steve, from London. He left at 10ish and once I got out of class at 1:30, I headed down as well.

New York was really fun, as it always is. We walked around a lot, ate a lot, went out, visited with Steve and his friend Simon, visited Theresia and Devangi, Tizzy and Curtis, and I even saw Sergio and Brennan briefly.

On Easter we were back in Boston. Megan made reservations at Atlantic Fish Co. for Brunch. She, plus myself, baps, mario, josh, and her cousin hunter, enjoyed ourselves and ate amazing food. Afterward Megan had everyone stop by the house, because she made everyone Easter baskets! Even baps. It made me so happy. Thats just the kind of person she is. I've been so fortunate to have her as my roommate and friend this semester. It's great. Later Babak and I walked down commonwealth to the common. It was a really nice day. We saw I love you, man and laughed a lot. It was a lot of fun.

It's so nice that I have friends that enjoy flying out to visit me and the beautiful city I live in. It's also amazing that they would pay to do that, given today's currently financial situations. But it does bother me when people have plans to come here and share what it is I live with, with me...and flake on that. To be a $30 bus ride away and cancel for absolutely no good reason is a bit rude to me and I'm hurt by that. But I guess you do what you feel is a better idea for you, and I'll be fine with that. Just needed to vent.

3 weeks of school left and I'm so so glad. This semester has been fairly unenjoyable. I don't like most of my classes, some of my teachers, or most of this weather. I'm just excited for sunshine and days off, as well as recording projects that I'll be doing this summer in summer school (if I can pay for it. ).

At least I've made some progress and connections this semester.

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I know that a much lengthier post is due (and will be done shortly), but while I'm in between I just wanted to say that the days where the light shines through are far more vibrant than the days of grey. I know this makes plain stupid sense, but I'm grateful for the sun today.

It used to be that the rainy days were my favorite. The days that taught me how to feel and what to think. I realized that that was only the case because they were bookended by countless days of Southern California warmth and light. After living through another 4-5 months of New England winter, I find the sunshine days bringing about the same inspiration and deep thinking that the rain used to bring. I attribute it to a change of the norm. A skip in the record. Throwing a huge stick into the spokes of my mundane everyday routine.
I love the feeling of falling straight over the handlebars on days like today.

Anyways...

Cassie is in town this weekend (til wed) and I'm excited to see her. We're going to a charity event tomorrow night with her other friend who lives in Boston. It's at the Liberty Hotel (which is beautiful), and will be a good excuse to dress up and spend a night out in this amazing city I live in...and all for a good cause.

I'll update with pictures soon.
I'll also update about the rest of my life's happenings with that post.

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My parents gad to put lady to sleep yesterday. She was so old and truly weathered. My mom told me that they wrapped her in a blanet and picked her up and that she weighed almost nothing. They took her to the vet and my mom couldn't go in. So Mike went in to handle everything. Then he and this big burly semi-pro wrestler
came out to get lady. My mom lost it and started crying and then mike started crying. I guess at this point the huge muscular wrestler also started crying, not knowing my dog OR my family. I think that's amazing. Lady was the nicest, most well-behaved dog I've known and I'll really miss her. She was my grandma's dog, and has gone on to be back with her.

Today is actually the 9th anniversary of the passing of my gradma. It's crazy that she's been gone so long, and it's crazy that lady had to go at almost the same exact time.

Today is so warm and sunny in Boston and part of me truly wishes to believe that both of them being together and happy has something to do with that.

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Starbucks is such a weird place!
Yes, I'm here again.

Where else can you go where everyone around you wears a name tag?

Mara is writing next to the window
Sarah is in the highback chair texting
James Is reading a magazine
And beth is sitting next to me with her laptop making a business call.

Moral of the story: if you wish to remain anonymous, order tea. They don't ask your name.

(I'm having refresh)

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