Whoa

So I'm blogging from the bathroom of the Best Western Inn at Longwood Medical up in Boston. ( Go room 616!) I don't want to wake House ( who is inexplicably my roomate) but I also don't want to wait for the rest of this day to go wrong before I post. Let's just put it this way... I friggin' hate Boston. I hate everything in Boston (except Becky the bartender but I sort of recall her saying she was from New Hampshire). So yeah, fucking ridiculously interesting & dangerous night. If I survive long enough to get out of Boston, I don't reckon I'll ever come back. Wish me luck.