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blue_lotus13) wrote2005-09-03 01:01 am
blue_lotus13) wrote2005-09-03 01:01 am
They call it Boston, because it's big
Well, we arrived in Boston yesterday. On the way to the plane, I glimpsed a random celebrity. In fact, I was checking in my luggage and going through security right next to her. I was trying to get B* to look at her, by widening my eyes and gesturing with my head. Finally I had to whisper about her to him, but he still didn't believe me.
I was standing next to a woman about my height, with red hair in a pony tail. She was wearing a black sweatshirt, black jeans, white converse and had chipped black nail polish on. I recognized her from her wide set blue-green eyes. B* didn't believe me, so I approached her and asked her if she was Shirley Manson. She said that she was, and I told her I enjoyed her work. She thanked me, and we went on our separate ways. She has quite a thick Scottish accent.
Our flight was uneventful, except for the really bad sweet rice that I had, and the fact that we got to watch "Mr. and Mrs. Smith", which sucked as much as I expected it to.
We travelled into the city and arrived at Harvard, which made me think of [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and Good Will Hunting. Then B*'s friend picked us up and we spent the night at his place. I love the New England architecture and the brick streets, but find it really muggy here. The weather was much nicer today.
I was standing next to a woman about my height, with red hair in a pony tail. She was wearing a black sweatshirt, black jeans, white converse and had chipped black nail polish on. I recognized her from her wide set blue-green eyes. B* didn't believe me, so I approached her and asked her if she was Shirley Manson. She said that she was, and I told her I enjoyed her work. She thanked me, and we went on our separate ways. She has quite a thick Scottish accent.
Our flight was uneventful, except for the really bad sweet rice that I had, and the fact that we got to watch "Mr. and Mrs. Smith", which sucked as much as I expected it to.
We travelled into the city and arrived at Harvard, which made me think of [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and Good Will Hunting. Then B*'s friend picked us up and we spent the night at his place. I love the New England architecture and the brick streets, but find it really muggy here. The weather was much nicer today.