I've done a whole lot of homework, reading, race-bashing, drinking, drinking and driving, gender-hating, and soul-killing. All in all, my last few months have been uneventful and far from life changing. BUT...
I'm starting the band wagon. Stop being such bad friends and make a trip out to Boston already! Jesus, Tommy's come to visit us like 87 times since he moved to that hell hole, we should trek out there once in a blue moon. If only to get some Harvard trim. Here's what I'm thinking. Tommy turns 30 (what a fucking geezer!) on December 10th (or is it the 12th...whatever). I unfortunately will be in the middle of finals during that time, but I'm planning on going out there after Christmas sometime, preferrably for New Year's. Exact dates, I don't know. I'm waiting for Tommy to confirm that he'll be around and to see who wants to go and when they can. You suckers have work, and I'll be as free and open as Ruby's beef flaps. So let's get this figured out. So far, JP and I are in. And as Tommy said, JP gets radder as the days get gayer, so you should all come too. I'll start looking at flights and Tommy better start making friends with 19 year old coeds (because then Will will come).
