amanda -

today i:

- got up at 5am
- went to the airport in the pouring rain
- had an oddly good airport-breakfast
- actually slept on the plane to boston
- arrived at boston and crammed a taxi-van full of my six suitcases
- pulled up at school and saw where i will be living for the next year for the first time
- hauled said bags up two flights of stairs to my new room
- walked to bed bath & beyond and faught rich, white connecticut moms for dorm accouterment while their over-tanned cory kennedy-esque daughters typed on their blackberrys
- had a panic attack
- dragged two giant bags filled and an area rug back from bb&b
- started the long and intricate process of setting up my room/unpacking
- went to the bookstore and bought a couple of books and a simmons nalgene
- back to my room to unpack more
- walked to my mom's hotel
- found out that the bestest boy ever had a surprise package waiting for me at my hotel and i cried because it was so damn cute
- spent way too much money at cvs
- took a shower and got ready to go to the north end for dinner
- had an expensive italian meal with my ex-boss, her partner and their son
- went to mike's for dessert

and now i'm currently crashed in bed in my mom's hotel with her sleeping. every little muscle in my body hurts. everything. i tried to make a big effort to carry most of the stuff and not strain my mom because her body has been hurting her and i don't want to make it worse, but i'm definitely feeling it.