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11

Aug

Acadia National Park

Of the small list of things that might’ve convinced me to stay in Boston permanently, Acadia National Park being a 5 hour drive away -aka a weekend trip - is number one; followed closely by Heroes at TT the Bears.

great hikes, of which we only got to do three (impressive for only having about 36 hours in the area)

beach

Nova Scotia vibe.

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Holly and Akshay were great travel and hiking companions.

some memories of the trip:

Polish owner of our cottage being one of the coolest guys I’ve ever met.  We reminisced about Europe

Akshay recruiting Holly to gulliblize me

frustration and laughs during 20 Questions and Contact eg, ”Are you some type of onomatopoeia? Are you ‘CLOMP’?”

best muffins/ bagels ever at a small cafe in Ellsworth

me getting Limp Bizkit’s “Rollin” stuck in my head until I actually tripped, drew blood, and nearly continued “rollin” off some rocks.

the most perfect scene behind the Jordan Pond House of the valley between two mountains and a lake.  Me deciding I want my fictional future wedding to take place there.

poppovers - rolls native to Maine, Im assuming - a cross between a biscuit and a rolle, great with jam!

Cadillac mountain head - beautiful views. 

the ocean path trail from Sand Beach mostly consisting of us climbing over rocks along the shore until we found the Thunder Hole, a small cave which swells with water quickly and the waves crash to make a thundering sound - many a queef joke was made here.  We also saw a double rainbow move across the sky with storm clouds. a beautiful sight.

Sand Beach at sunset and a game of frisbee.

more than 12 hours the first day spent exploring Acadia.

second day:

slept in til 8, headed to Schoodic Point and did a massive hike unintentionally because we had no trail information about it, Stopped in Bar Harbor to pick up food for the beach, back to Sand Beach where we thought we would get in, but the ice cold temperatures didn’t see me in beyond my knees unlike Akshay’s badass self.

06

Jun

I had my class propose a new piece of technology to invest in.  They had to do five minute presentations.  

One Italian guy presented his ‘hover skateboard’ based on the hoverboard featuring images from BTTF2

I smiled from ear to ear the entire time.  

I’ve never had a suck-up before!

23

May

Sweet notes from departing students are awesome

Sweet notes from departing students are awesome

17

Apr

mitchclem:

So once upon a time I designed a can koozie for Bomb the Music Industry because of what amounted to a bit of a miscommunication on whoever’s part, and then it turns out they don’t do merch, so, ultimately, I made what I’m gonna chalk up as a piece of Bomb the Music Industry fan art. This is exactly what Tumblr’s for, so here you go.
CLARIFICATION: People keep correcting me on my “they don’t do merch” comment. I meant they don’t do THIS merch. It’s a long story. Actually, it’s a very short story, but a very, very uninteresting one, so don’t worry about it.

mitchclem:

So once upon a time I designed a can koozie for Bomb the Music Industry because of what amounted to a bit of a miscommunication on whoever’s part, and then it turns out they don’t do merch, so, ultimately, I made what I’m gonna chalk up as a piece of Bomb the Music Industry fan art. This is exactly what Tumblr’s for, so here you go.

CLARIFICATION: People keep correcting me on my “they don’t do merch” comment. I meant they don’t do THIS merch. It’s a long story. Actually, it’s a very short story, but a very, very uninteresting one, so don’t worry about it.

04

Mar

last night i dreamt you called from costa rica…………………………………

I am about to buy $350 round trip flights to Costa Rica after Semana Santa.

1. fuck working at a school that doesn’t have ‘spring break’

2. fuck working in a country that doesn’t have semana santa.

3. fuck having no friends to go to shows with, and the only one that does come consistently leaves before the headliner comes on, leaving you drunk and alone to enjoy the show solo.

4. fuck………………………..todos.

Lawrence Arms and the Copyrights killed it tonight.

#tipsy back at home “tryin” to lesson plan. hmm

09

Feb

FULLTHROTTLELAZY PODCAST #50: A Half-Century of Unprofessionalism.

tommybasedsaintftl:

fullthrottlelazy:

Tommy and Joe make it to a full 50 podcasts. They discuss punk rock and make some dumb jokes. You know the deal. Proceedings get interrupted briefly by a child. And it’s not even Tommy this time. Featuring FYP, La Misma and The Law.

EPISODE 50 DOWNLOAD NOW!

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Meet the men who made 50 episodes of a punk rock podcast. Doctors hate them.

Yay!  My favorite podcast is up to 50 episodes!  I found it through Mitch Clem in early 2012 and have caught every podcast since.  Love these dudes.

06

Jan

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03

Jan

01

Jan

tl;dr: 2013, suck it.

2013 started with a submitted fiance visa application and a lot more of Europe lined up to be explored all while enjoying the cheap Barcelona rent and ease of private lessons in cafes traveled to on bicing through the bikes lanes of the warm Mediterranean city.  

My Spanish improved through classes and intercambios,friendships strengthened through hardcore, inebriated movie nights and nights dancing and days on the beach, cooking skills improved as I walked home with groceries from across the street or around the corner every day to an apartment that we had to ourselves.  Paid Prague, Vienna, Slovenia, Croatia, and Italy a visit.  My parents and aunt paid us a visit in San Sebastian (which was the most beautiful Spanish city I’ve seen and the official last journey he and I made alone together), Barcelona, and Girona (this was the last time I’d spend time with my aunt Lorsie, One of the last things we spoke about was whether or not I’d be as “wide” as my mother when I was 60.  I’ll try to carry out her athletic legacy.)  

  
2013 took a turn for the worse when a month before our flights to the USA, our new, unexpected roommate walked into our apartment at the most awkward moment imaginable before I soon thereafter had to run out to meet a friend for coffee and then teach afternoon classes.  My friend didn’t show for coffee and I sat in the Starbucks as it struck me that this last month in BCN would be spent with a roommate crammed into our apartment with us and that he wasn’t going to take the flight to the US (as made evident by his feet-dragging on any future planning I tried to inquire about)

He moved in and out of the apartment citing his time in a hostel to be the most relaxed he had been in months, etc. 

He left my life early on June 29th as he with hangover blew kisses to me, on the balcony, from the sidewalk as he walked away.

I flew “home” a few days later alone with no direction and spent a few months hateful and painful.

The most recent six months have all been an attempt to gain a “direction”.  I moved to Boston within two months of being back in the US because of my itchy feet and need for a challenging distraction (and false promise of a job) 

I’ve made friends and started to get used to Boston/ the US.  I’ve tried to “accept myself”.

Re-adjusting to the US has been crap and I long for old adventures and new adventures more than anything.

I think the lessons I’ve learned most are my issues that pushed the love of my life away, the only thing permanent in life is change, nothing gold can stay, and I should probably just live my life for me and fuck anyone’s expectations.

31

Dec

http://www.youtube.com/attribution_link?a=5PcfvBMqVg7na5NQvsUrjQ&u=/watch?v=bMz7a4XXx84&feature=share

I wish I was spending NYE in Boston so I could live the lyrics of this song