It's still pretty much just as cold up here...it hasn't warmed up. BOOOO BOOO boston.

So i wanted to get my hair cut and so I heard about this place in chinatown that's supposed to be pretty good.  So i call up to get their rates...$35 for a haircut.  in CHINATOWN...by CHINAPEOPLE.   That's insane....I'm gonna wait til i go back home and go to my man, Donny for $18...hell yeah.

But, i'm such a masochist...I applied for this research position at school...so now i'm going to be working on this research project with my biochem professor.  It's actually pretty cool..I'm studying the cellular events that occur with cocaine addiction...but on cells, not on people.  So i'll be doing that like 16 hours a week...along with my 16-24 hours a week at the hospital...and my 6 classes.  WHY do i do this to myself? WHY?

On a better note, the biatch roommate has decided to MOVE OUT.  She told the landlord that she is TOO unhappy...with what, i don't know, especially since i've been back and forth to new york a lot lately...so she's pretty much had the whole place to herself.  She also accused me of not paying the elctric bills since september...which is true...but only because the bill is under her name..and she takes it into her room and never puts it out.  How the heck do i know how much to pay if i don't see the bill.  She told the landlord that  she's not supposed to just GIVE me the bill...I'm supposed to go up to her and ASK her for it.  OK...so I asked her for it two months ago and have still seen no bill.  I spoke to the landlord and the biatch had said that she was SOOOO unhappy that she doesn't even want to put the bills out.  OKAY....does that make ANY sense? Oh, i'm so unhappy that i'll pay your share of the bill?

But she gave the landlord two weeks notice...so she's supposedly moving out this weekend...which is kinda bad for me cuz then i only have a month to find a new roommate and this is basically the worst time of the year to look for one.  But whatever...NO MORE BIATCH...I'm telling you, if she just ate a few REAL meals...she would probably have a better disposition.  No one who lives on boiled cabbage, youghurt and cereal will be happy....especially when the roommate eats pretty well.  And she's not POOR...she just can't cook anything except by boiling it.  SUCKA!!!

it is SOOO finkin cold up here...i feel like i'm at the University of Antartica or something.  This morning, it was -36 with the wind chill....MINUS 36.  Even MICHIGAN is warmer than boston.  The TV newsreporters keep warning people that 5 minutes outside will render any uncovered skin frostbitten.  GREAT. Just finkin great...have I mentioned yet that i HATE boston. 

I am currently wearing 4 layers (including two sweaters) underneath my 700 fill down jacket...i'm wearing leggings under my jeans...and i'm wearing two pairs of socks over my leggings....and i shoved all those pairs of socks into a pair of weatherproof timbs....and i can STILL feel the cold and wind on my skin.   That's how you know it's DAYAM cold....finkin A.

sigh...my winter break is almost over...one whole month of blissful laziness about to end.  Well, sorta...i did work a whole lot...like on CHRISTMAS...and i just pulled a double shift yesterday, albeit rather unwillingly (someone called in sick).  yeah, and that's another thing...people have been calling in sick like crazy...and when they return they say that they had a bad a cold.  A BAD COLD?! you call in sick cuz of a BAD COLD?  I had a BAD BAD cold...people thought i had TB or something...but i went into work.  i was pissed.

ok anyhow...onto the better parts of the vacation.  New Year's Eve was GREAT...not so much the party itself or the open bar...but the PEOPLE...seeing my friends and just hanging out....nothing beats that.  It was like I never left home.

And of course there was the retreat....I LOVE PASTOR DAVE....he's so good.  I think what made him so great was the fact that he gave a darn about us, even though we weren't his home church.  He made a genuine effort to talk to everyone and find out about their lives.  His messages were so inspirational to me....even his "over an hour" one (which totally did not feel like over an hour).  I tried the meditative prayer thing last night...but after the double shift, that just turned into a mini-nap.  AND i subscribed to this Elisabeth Elliot daily devotional that gets emailed to me.  of course, I deleted yesterday's by mistake cuz i thought it was junk mail...but TODAY I will do everything right!!!