craigslist = sketchy...

... and really really good.

The thing is, I may or may not have posted a "missed connections" on craigslist last night. Er, two nights ago. That's what I meant.

Nothing has come of it, but it would have been nice if it did. Because I met this manboyman named Ben when I was an hour early for my nanny interview. And we walked around for an hour and went into Whole Foods and a CVS and it was vaguely magical (I know, I know... But it was! Or something... Connected?). Anyways, as soon as he walked away, I regretted not giving him my phone number. Not even for anything, just to... continue talking. I mean, if more happened, I wouldn't push it away. Obvi. But that's all I wanted was a continued conversation. Right.

Aaaaanyways, I figured nothing would happen, and nothing did but I can't help but feeling a tidge disappointed. A connection's a connection, no matter how small. (Anyone?) It would have been a neat thing. But that's what Boston is about for me. Meeting new people, making connections, having experiences. So it's fine. In the name of adventure and new experiences and self discovery whilst in a new city and not near my family.

In other news, my mom is facebook friends with:
([female adult chicken]+[male human offspring])+[things that unlock doors].
Gross.

And here's an impression of his wall-to-wall with our fave
[letter before k in both the alphabet and on the keyboard]+[abbrev. for gastro-oesophageal reflux disease]+[s]:

"i'm really great"
"oh, i'm really great too"
"oh, great"
"hamlet?"
"oh, okay. hamlet."
"oh, me too!"
"wow. you're really great."
"so are you."
"oh, thanks."
"yeah, just stay skinny."
"oh yeah, you too."
"let's go to the gym and pump some iron!"
"kthxbye."

I'm gonna go stand over there now...