So I'm sitting here, listening to my classical playlist and thinking it was a little slow for first thing in the morning. Immediately following that thought, on comes the Queen of the Night taking the high C to task and making it her bitch. "OK, that was cool," I think, "but--" To be immediately followed by "Great Gates of Kiev," with timpani and trumpets, and if my mind's still cloudy after this it's my fault.

Now, I slack alone.

Yeah, but you're all young and stuff. Come to Boston/Somerville- plenty of slackers here. In my circle of friends, in our 30s, we're finally just starting to pair off and get married/shack up. Not so many friends with kids.

You've still got some quality slacking time left.

But it does suck to slack alone. So come here, and slack with all of us!

What Nora Said. Here in Boston, we're all about the slack.

Childish, bratty pity party

Hardly, Lilty - that's a major set of events, and not having a roommate and needing one? Major, major problem. The first place I got on my own I had to because my then roommate decided to move to Minnesota (that only lasted a summer or so), I couldn't afford to keep our place by myself, and I didn't want to deal with finding a roommate.

Also? What Nora said.

Well, it's cold but maybe there's somewhere I fit, after all.

Lily is so effing cute.

I just decided not to take the next actuarial exam. I'm pretty sure that's the right thing to do - studying is realy not going well, or at all, most of the time - yet I keep getting all weepy over it. God I hope that's PMS, for once.

-t, I think you probably did make the right decision. You've been dealing with a lot lately, and there's nothing wrong with figuring out how best to take care of yourself by taking some of the pressure off. How are you doing otherwise?

Also, Lilty, Western Mass. is another excellent slacker zone... ijs.

But it does suck to slack alone. So come here, and slack with all of us!

Be prepared. Should things go my way, within a year I may be putting out feelers to see if any of you know of folks looking for a roomie. It's the goal.

ETA: And thank you guys. I obviously don't want to be anything but supportive to my friend right now, and I can't tell anyone else. I need to do my own freaking somewhere.

Last night for the first time she strrretttched out her arm so she could be hugging both of us.

That is so perfectly sweet. As is the rock-n-roll pee, in its very own kara-tastic way.

within a year I may be putting out feelers to see if any of you know of folks looking for a roomie. It's the goal.

I'll keep my ears open. However, as I am now an oldster (I think I've got about 10 years on you), most of my friends aren't doing roommate things anymore but I sometimes hear of friends of friends. And I know of one apartment of 4-5 women who are often looking. (EllenS' place)

Once I approached 30, roomates weren't necessary inconviences and occasional sources of fun anymore, they were fucking flat out awful. Not even the people (I lived with my best friend and then my cousin) but just the sharing of space. I became SO intolerant of that once I hit 28-29. That might be me though.