I feel pretty... oh so pretty.

It totally tickles my funny bone that even though I now have cable, I still watch (and get a kick out of) commercials. The latest two I'm fond of?

Andy Roddick vs Pong (just the first one, not the follow up)
Maria Sharapova in "I feel pretty" by Nike

Jeni may be the only one who knows what I'm talking about. Anyway, I did an expensive trip to Bed Bath and Beyond, using my many saved BBB coupons (and some made fun of me for having so many!!), buying some towels, a new shower curtain, many many hangers, etc etc. They had the masses walking through like we were on a conveyor belt, since that BBB is in the middle of Boston U, Boston College, Harvard, MIT, and many other colleges.

I have been feeling girly though. and kinda wussy. I think out here, millipedes are abundant. I'm not as familiar with millipedes as I am with centipedes, but I'm not really very good with ANY types of bugs (besides regular sized ants and fruit flies, though both gross me out). A couple nights ago, I was running around my new apartment screaming like a little girl. Little high pitched yelps. Why? Because I saw this MONSTER running along the floor. The vacuum cleaner was brought out to do the dirty work, with the help of a few high pitched screams from me. Those mother effers are FAST with all those little legs! AND IT WAS NEXT TO MY YARN! so, obviously that f*cker had to die. Fast forward about 20 minutes, as I'm unpacking kitchen boxes. Another scream, followed by many holy sh*ts! holy sh*t! holy shit!! vacuum to the rescue again, chasing after millipede (or at least I believe it's a millipede, and NO, i do NOT want to go look at pics on the internets to compare).

Anywhoodle, I'm off to THE city tomorrow via Amtrak. My friends have Amtrak miles and used their rewards so I could go see them over the holiday weekend. Even better? Jeni will be in town, for the US Open, and we'll spend time together on Saturday.