New Girlfriends

I found out today that my board results will be available tomorrow. I've been praying non-stop for a great score and staring at the sticker on my mirror that says 280. I don't know what's going to happen but hopefully my life will ultimately result in happiness and satisfaction.

To get the ball rolling in that direction, I know one thing that makes me happy is having great girlfriends. Now all of mine have either left Boston or can rarely hang out, and that's not conducive to my happiness when there are sooooo many great events in the city.

So I turned to the one person I know and trust to help me out. Craig... of craigslist.

I posted for girlfriends for drinks, events, shopping, more drinking, etc. As happened the last time, many women responded. Unfortunately some I couldn't relate to (under 21, kids, need to drive into the city). Others seemed great, so I started meeting them last week.

I started on Sunday with brunch. I met 3 girls who were all truly sex & the city. There was the quiet & kind charlotte, the shoe-obsessed carrie, the hungover miranda, and me... Samantha.

We had a great brunch and the hungover Miranda and I went to Saint later that night for Industry night. We had a blast, but she kinda was a sloppy drinker. No worries... I can be that way too sometimes.

A few days later I met with Teacha. She seemed really cool, loved the same things I did and dated the same way I used to... and want to again. We had a great time grabbing drinks and went out again last night for a restaurant's anniversary party.

Open bar, Moet rolling off my lips... again we had a fabulous time.

I think I found a great new girl-friend. As for the rest... we'll see.

In the mean-time, let's see how I did on my board exam. Please God Please... a fabulous score would be much appreciated.

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Into the Mist

The send-off for Gorilla last night was very.... drunk.

We started out on my roofdeck with wine. Lots and lots of wine. Then hit up the Skank, which is one of our fave places for a ladies' night.

I took about 120 pictures. I only remember taking the first 20.

We drank plenty more and hit the dance floor. Some people were crazy on the dance floor. I don't remember any of it, but I have the pictures on my camers.

I made friends with a girl in the bathroom who was wearing my dress in a different color.

I hit the wall and peaced out as I usually do and ended up meeting up with RedSox at a bar by my place. He was sending a friend off to new york as well.

I yelled at him for about 20 minutes and then went home.

This morning I woke up on the couch in a haze but not hungover. I have this trick now where I fill a glass with water before I go out and drink it before I go to bed.

I sat up and waved goodbye.

Enjoy New York city Gorilla! The City of MEN!!!!

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Money aint a thang... but I don't have any

I live off of my parents. It's no secret. They pay for my tuition, my rent, my bills and my food. All of my basic needs are covered... but that's all folks!

See a lot of people think I can get their money whenever I want. A lot of people assume that my parents will pay for everything. For the most part, this is true.

BUT, it doesn't come easy. I can let you borrow my powerpoint presentations if you don't believe me.

Two months ago, I asked my parents if they would send me to Germany at the end of June. I had two very strong supporting arguments for why they should pay for me to go. 1. It's my birthday gift. 2. My cousin is doing research there and I'll have a free place to stay. My parents shot me down.

I was bummed, but another opportunity came up. One of my girl-friends is getting married, and a while ago the girlz talked about getting together for a bachelorette weekend on the west coast. The date was set and gears were grinding. I talked to my parents and used my devastation over Germany as the reason I must go to Portland.

First they wondered why the hell would *I*, the stiletto-clad, Burberry city-girl, ever want to go to Portland. I agreed I don't want to go to Portland, but I do want to see my girlz. I told them that my stay was covered. Coastal cottage, friend's place... all set. The flight would be the only cost.

My parents and sister sent along their mileage info for several airlines, and I went to work hoping I could save money. Unfortunately it wasn't possible, and I charged a whopping $415 for a round-trip flight. I know that amount is typical now-a-days, but it still feels like holy crap to me.

Anyways, the trip is this weekend and I can't wait to relax. Unfortunately now I'm on edge. Yesterday I get an email from one of my girl-friends who lives in downtown Portland, saying that she is looking for a hotel room for the girls flying in because she worries about our comfort in her apartment. No explanation other than "our" needs.

I'm trying not to be upset, but I'm wondering where this is coming from. I coulda sworn we asked if it was ok to stay... maybe I assumed. But you know what, I'm tired of thinking I'm at fault for everything. I have a tendency to keep my mouth shut because I hate drama, but I've already done it twice before regarding this trip. Once for the choice of weekend (neither my input nor Gorilla's was considered when the date was decided when we're the ones who have more time and expenses involved) and the other concerning a gift (for which I was told "getting together is enough"). These two things upset me, but I chose another route. I'll reschedule my weekend in the hamptons for another day and I'll pay for a gift myself, since I believe birthdays are always special days.

I immediately get on hotels.com and hotwire.com and start looking for hotels. Unfortunately I don't know Portland at all. Neither site lists proximity to public transportation. So now I start looking into public transportation. I start making educated guesses and stressing out. Sure I can get a place for $50 for one night, but I don't know where these places are.

I can't tell my parents, because they don't give a shit about drama and will start asking a billion questions and then yell at me for even going to a place like Portland in the first place.

Then Torch chimes in that she has hotel points, and I feel worse. Torch is paying for the cottage, giving Gorilla her mileage points... and now offering to pay for something else.

This is now ridiculous...

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Where my girls at?

I don't mean for this to be a sad post. I'm really not sad. I'm just lonely.

This entire week I've been free to do whatever I want. No work. No studying. No worries. Unfortunately this includes no one to call.

Sure RedSox is at my beck and call for the most part, but lately he hasn't been. When I went up to Maine to do a rotation, he took the free time to hang out and reconnect with all his friends. What I didn't know was just how many friends he has. Guys and Girls, couples and singles.

Me? My friends? Well a few moved out of Boston. A couple went to Africa. The rest went home after Friday's exam. I don't know how I have a knack for befriending girls who are not from the Boston area, but I'm gonna look at it as an Orbitz guide above all else.

So here I am drinking champagne by myself and watching Gossip Girl. I'd love to be one of those gossip girls with all their parties and fun... but really what I'd love is to have my girls back.

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The Ever-Burning Torch

My summer after graduating college was coming to an end. I had just moved into my apartment in Beacon Hill, and I was ready to truly experience downtown Boston. I went out with my boys, but the cock-blocking was beyond manageable.


I needed girl-friends and I needed them fast!

I put up a post on craigslist looking for some Sex & the City friends, which gave me 30 responses. Some were out of the age range, others had far too different (ie: boring) interests and a few actually wanted to date me.

Several meet-ups ended a friendship before it could begin. I just couldn't find someone who fit in my niche... that is... until I made plans to meet up with a couple of girls at TGI Fridays.

That is where we lit the flame.

Torch and Ruby were pretty new to Boston. They had graduated the same year as me. They were working and looking to get to know the city. I was working and knew the city pretty well. We clicked and off we ran.

Dates, drinks, dancing and devilish behavior ensued... it was nothing but a blast.

4 years later it still is a blast, and Torch is still running... now to another city.
She is another one of the girlz who has made the decision to leave Boston. She and A-train are off to Seattle. A new job, a new start, another chapter in her journey.

I'll miss her, just as I miss all the other girlz who have left... but I'm sure I'll see those flames again.

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26

It seems young to most, old to some... nothing to me.

After I turned 21, age no longer mattered. As far as I'm concerned, every birthday is my 21st birthday.

What better way to spend my 21st than in wine country. Sister took me on a vineyard tour today. We had a blast! I will admit I was slightly concerned that I would be drinking alone while she stood around, but we managed to find some varietals that suited her palate... hence the 3 bottles of almond sparkling wine currently in her fridge... and my empty hands. (Stupid Massachusetts/Airline laws).

The day flew by, but not without plenty of pleasant surprises. I got wishes from all the girlz, the family, the boyfriend (yes fine I will finally admit we are bf/gf). I also received unexpected wishes from old college, high school and childhood friends with whom I haven't spoken in years.

I wasn't expecting much. In fact, I'm pretty thankful for what I get. So when we get back to my sister's apartment and there are 2 dozen purple roses for me from RedSox, I can't help but keep this shit-eating grin on my face for hours to come.

I've got a great life. At times, incredible stressful (ahem, boards last Friday)... but overall worth it.

I used to say (and will continue saying) that my only goal in life is to turn 21. For many years to come, I hope my 21st continues to be as great as it was today.

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See Ya Later Sam

"He is the first guy I ever said 'I love you' to just because I loved the sex"- Sam

About 3.5 years ago, Torch and I were browsing craigslist looking for more girls to add to our group of friends. We were still relatively fresh out of college, single and looking to party.

One day we both ran across the same ad. It said something along the lines of "I'm 25, but I still love to party like I'm 18." Torch and I were in the same boat, so we agreed to shoot this chick an email and check her out.

At the end of the week we met up with Sam in Boston. She was hot, outgoing, well into Boston's party scene and looking for exactly what her craigslist post said. We all agreed that we liked each other and that's how our friendship started.

A lot has happened in the last few years, but Sam still remains one of my best friends. Earlier this year Sam had been considering a few jobs here and there. Her resume was a hot ticket, and she was flying around for interviews. About 3 weeks ago, she gets offered a fabulous new and challenging job in NYC... and tells me that she is outta Boston come June 1st.

A lot of my friends have been making major moves in the last year. I'm really happy for all of them, but I know I'm stuck in Boston for another 2 years.

It took me forever to find a group of girls I truly liked. Not to say I haven't loved all of my friends from my past, but I learned the most about myself with and from the girlz.

Last night over food and wine I officially said "see you later" to Sam. I WILL see her later, with trips to NYC and her visits to Boston... but I will miss not seeing her as often as I have over the last 3.5 years.

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