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I have been meaning to write a blog post for a few days now (really, I've been writing it in my head), and I'm having a ridiculous amount of trouble falling asleep tonight (I supposedly went to bed nearly four hours ago) so I figured now is as good of a time as any.
There's a lot of work going on right now. I suppose I could not kill myself in the evenings and on the weekend, but I'm not all that efficient at work, and work is usually a little more satisfying when I'm delivering reports on time (which would require extra hours even if I was more efficient), so that's what I've been doing. It will not make for a very social July, but hopefully August will calm down, and I don't work a full week in September, so there are things to look forward to.
The "pirate" tour of the Boston Harbor (officially titled Harboring Boston's Mysteries Sail) was a lot of fun. It was on the Liberty Clipper, one of the Liberty Fleet of Tall Ships, and the weather was wonderful Tuesday night - a little colder on the boat than I expected (I even had a sweater!) but altogether a very nice night. The captain was entertaining, the Freedom Trail people who narrated the mysteries were fun (the guy, whose real last name is Poops, had no idea what he was doing and the girl, playing John Hancock's wife, did but let the other guy make a fool of himself), and it was generally nice to be out in the harbor on a boat - I like boats. :-) We did happen upon a party boat blasting Jay-Z and Beyonce, causing Mrs. Hancock to make a comment about "Colonial Girls Gone Wild" (though she had too much trouble trying to rip open her bodice), and Mr. Poops was unable to talk about Edgar Allen Poe and Fort Independence - so the captain of the boat fired the cannons on the party boat. :-) I have pictures, but I need to sort through them and then upload - a lot did not come out well because it was night and my camera doesn't do night photography very well. And I now really want to visit Fort Independence and reread "The Cask of Amontillado". And while I also really would like to try the Boston Cream Pie (mmm, drunk pie) at the Omni Parker House, I do not want to spend much more time there than I have to. :-)
Speaking of ghosts, I seem to have one of my own! Or at least, it's the only explanation I have for something. Several times, I have been sitting in my living room, knitting and watching TV, when I will smell smoke, as if someone is smoking. And this someone is smoking all sorts of things - cloves, pipe tobacco, pot - apparently it is quite the connoisseur! This smell does not make any sense, though, as I'm inside and no one is smoking in here. One explanation would be that it's from the open windows, since there are fans blowing air into the house. But for me to smell smoke from an actual pipe or cigarette would require, I think, someone to be smoking on my porch (which would also be strange - I think my landlord smokes on occasion, but he's out of town right now). So I've decided it must be a ghost. Kathy, who has also experienced the smell of cloves, but from my kitchen, thinks maybe my ghost likes to throw ghost parties, because it is unusual for one person/other worldly being to smoke that many different things. I am fine with the cloves and pipe tobacco, but would rather it/they lay off the pot - I really don't like the smell.
In more random news, my apartment looks like a craft store exploded, due to my knitting and my roommate's scrapbooking. It's nice to have discovered my roommate is into crafts, though, because it makes me feel less guilty about all the yarn around the place.
V8 Fusion is not nearly as good as V8 Splash.
Ohh, I really wish that I'm now able to get a few hours of sleep - it's going to be a long week!
- Lizzardie, at 3:15 AM
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