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Love that Dirty Water…

...Boston you're my home.

So, there were a bunch of reasons I wasn’t looking forward to the trip back to Boston from NY last night. However, the kicker had to be the fact that a state of emergency was declared Saturday after a large pipe-burst cut off drinking water for all of Boston and the surrounding towns. That means no tap water for the next few days, which doesn’t bode well for the dirty dishes in my sink.
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Are You with Us or Against Us?

I decided a few months ago that I was going to attempt the unthinkable: jump out of a plane. For those of you who know me well, you’re probably thinking “the hell she will.”

Well, the dye has been cast because I’ve set a date and found a place and all I need to do now is try not to vomit as we climb thousands of miles into the air above Long Island.

I’ll be keeping a countdown of the “Days ‘Til the Drop” on the sidebar to the right (no, your other right) and a tally of who’s on board. So far it’s just me and two crazy Dommermuth kids. They’re up for anything.

If you want to join us and I haven’t spoken to you about this yet, just e-mail me at nomadblog.wordpress@gmail.com and we’ll get you fitted for a nice parachute. T-minus 82 days.

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Marathon Monday, All Grown-Up

Rob, left, and Kris after the Marathon. BOSTON 2010!

There once was a time when I would wake up on Marathon Monday to my roommates mixing margaritas in the kitchen, messing it up, and ditching the mix for straight tequila…at 8 a.m. The day would be spent playing Beer Pong, doing shots and dancing to Kelly Clarkson and Shakira. Passing out at 1 p.m. was always expected, but so was rallying an hour later.

So you can imagine my disappointment when I found out I had to work (work?!?! seriously?!?!?) this year during the Marathon. As I left my apartment for the T at 8 a.m., I nearly called in sick in order to follow the 30-or-so 20-year-olds cramming into the rundown BC house down the block from me. I also almost stepped in throw-up a block later, but that couldn’t take me out of my memory cloud. Me and the other two people making our way downtown on the C-line Monday morning were clearly reflecting back to our college days.

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