Always Anna

I’m not entirely sure how it happened, but my usual morning commute took a weird turn this morning.  I somehow ended up on a public bus that was just servicing the local high school.

I had to get to work a little earlier than usual, so did take my regular bus at an irregular time.  But the route number was the same, so I climbed aboard the bus, only to find it full of high school kids. 

Hmmm…. I thought.  This isn’t the way the bus usually looks.  Usually there are lots of old people and a couple people my age in suits.  Weird.  But this is kind of early, so maybe this is the time that the kids take the bus to school.  Wait a minute.  This isn’t the usual route.  Hmmm…. we just blew past Harvard Square.  Where are we going?  Are we actually going TO the high school?  Put the book away, Anna.  Pay attention. 

The bus pulled up next door to the public high school and everyone on the bus flooded out.  After it emptied, I walked up to the front and asked the driver if we was looping back to Harvard Square, or if this was the end of the line. 

He laughed and said, “This is usually my last stop at this time, but I have to go to Harvard anyways for my next route.  You can ride along.”  I thanked him, and he said, “You know, when you got on the bus, I was wondering if I should say something about this being the high school bus… but then I thought that you looked like a high school student.”

I’ve been thinking about this all morning.  Do I really pass for 18?  I mean, I’m 28!  I have smile lines around my eyes!  But maybe this is a good thing?  I can’t decide.

I wrote this a few weeks ago, after I went to NY to celebrate a friend’s 30th birthday.  Sadly, I wasn’t able to post it at that time, since my blog was fighting me, but I figure that I might as well post it now.  After all, I’d hate to waste this brilliance…

Saturday night, 25 friends went to a Mets game to celebrate our friend Dan’s 30th birthday.  We tailgated before the game, drank pretty steadily throughout the game, and took over a small bar in mid-town post-game.  And I’m not going to lie – I drank a lot of beer.  So much that I ended the night at 2 AM, hunting for food before passing out on a friend’s pull-out couch.

I woke up Sunday morning with a pounding headache – you know, the kind when jackhammers try to break through your skull?  My stomach was churning, threatening to revolt if I didn’t find a bagel.

It’s been a while since I’ve suffered a beer hangover, so I’d forgotten how painful they can be.

Next time, I’ll stick with vodka.

I confess.  I watched the new 90210 last night.  And I enjoyed it!

I wasn’t expecting to like the show – after all, they’re infringing on a show that practically invented high school drama on TV!  But… well… it kind of sucked me in.  Sex.  Drugs.  Fights.  And all that happened within the first 15 minutes.  How could I resist?

And best of all, Brenda is back!  Brenda was my favorite character on the original 90210, and I was heartbroken when she left.  So heartbroken, in fact, that I stopped watching the show.

But now she’s back.  Kelly is back.  Nat is back.  The Peach Pit is back. 

I’m kind of excited.

I’ve spent the last month trying to log-in to Wordpress to post new entries and have blogging fun. Unfortunately, I kept getting log-in errors. I finally realized that the problem was that I needed to upgrade WordPress installation.

And now I have. It looks like there are some random text errors in the old entries, but at least the whole installation isn’t effed up.

So I’m back!