A BLOG DEDICATED SOLELY TO MY UNIQUE SET OF BELIEFS, INSIGHTS, MORALS, AND VALUES AS THEY REMAIN TOO COMPLEX TO NOT HAVE THEIR OWN NAME.
Okay, let's face it. I am a child of the suburbs, I am from Boston but pronounce all of my R's, Boston is one of the best walking cities in the world and I find a painful way to be within a mile radius of my vehicle at all times and unsuccessfully following the blue dot on my GPS (which has ironically left me even more lost than prehistoric pre-GPS times). As I find myself working downtown I have no choice but to abandon my vehicle neglectfully on the side of the road and ride this giant piece of metal to the concrete playground everyday. Pretty quickly my friendly suburbian persona has subsided because it has attracted nothing but highly unwanted attention from creepy men, a varying level of both harmless and mildly terrifying mentally ill folks.