you know you're in boston when you step into a fabric store and you overhear the saleslady say yea, so you want a yaaaaaaaaaaahd of this?
by the way, i officially DESPISE the T. i was tempted to write a how do i hate thee, let me count the ways ode to the mismanaged labyrinth of doom this morning after suffering the T's woes on seriously the hottest day ever, but man, i was too exhausted to do it. the occasion will come 'round, i'm sure.
that is one thing i will not miss if i ever leave boston. probably the only thing. for a commuter and the mbta, it's less of a love hate thing and more of an abusive relationship, if you ask me...