Past and the Pending

I am in the process of my goodbyes to Boston. On Friday I move to Philadelphia to start Life 2.0.

I spent a good chunk of the night at the Halfway with Bob and Kevin, and now Sam and I are drunk as shit and watching the Matador.

I only posted to give Bob and Kevin props. By name. And specifically relating to what we did.

Steno is a rip off, unless you're Bob Stanley.



sober edit: none of this is as gay as it sounds. We just hung out at the Halfway and drank beer. I will now renew my moratorium on drunk blogging.

It's amazing how quickly things change. A week ago, I was committed to expanding the number of papers I owned in Boston, graduating from BU and living here with Zeynep after graduation.

I was offered a job last week as the Associate Publisher at a company called Elauwit. Elauwit owns community weekly newspapers in southern New Jersey, and I will be moving to Philadelphia on August 1. I am remaining as Chairman of Greenline Media, and found someone to take over the day to day operations for me.

Sometimes, you make a decision that you know is the right one, even though it's not the one you entirely want to make. The compensation package for this job is excellent, and even though it'll mean some tough times in the next few months (being alone in Philly) I know that in the long-run it is the right thing for both Zeynep and I. She will be happier in Philly than Boston, and this will provide us with some solid economic security.

I am withdrawing from BU and will apply to schools in the Philly area to finish my degree part-time. All of this is happening very quickly, and I find it quite exciting.

Sometimes, I think about everything and I get really anxious. I feel that way now.

I then take things in order, and become less nervous.

Lately, I listen to a lot of New Order.

I am in Philadelphia for New Years and a little vacation; as I write this I am laying on Zeynep's bed with her curled under the covers next to me. She is asleep and looks quite peaceful and happy.

Moments like these seem to really definee how I feel about her: I look over at her and can just feel myself be happy. New Year's was not much of anything, which is okay, because I was partied out after my three day-trip to Dallas.

I am in Philadelphia until the 4th, when I return to Boston to do 3 weeks worth of work in 1. Good times. Happy New Year!

I did really poorly this semester.

My overall GPA dropped by an alarming .3 grade points. You read that correctly. I did so poorly that my GPA dropped by an entire third of a grade.

And so that's life, I suppose?

It's snowing right now. A lot.

Pinback is great winter music, and will probably own my ears through Monday.

I've never been this stressed out in my life. Granted, I never get stressed out. But starting a company may have been a little too much at this point in time. I'm very snappy, always tired and always stressed. Indications from the street are I'm a miserable person to be around right now :)

When I have time to write, I will. Until then, just IM me because I'm too busy. Au revoir.

So it's Thanksgiving and I'm drunk off my ass.

Today I had Cory, Kate, Kevin and Grant over my parent's place for Thanksgiving. I like having over the kids who are stuck at BU, it makes me feel happy to know they're not stuck in the dorms or wherever celebrating Thanksgiving.

We ate dinner, appetizers, dessert and drank a ton. Everyone was really drunk and then my parents drove us to Kate's house where we drank more and played Trivial Pursuit. Now I'm home and just hammered off my ass.

So I've decided to blog about Melissa Susar. I wouldn't usually., but I'm fucked out of my mind. Melissa Susar is this girl in my management team for OB 221 (a class I'm takig this semester). She's Turkish, like Zeyenp, but has been hitting on me all semester. It's wierd. She keeps telling me how she thinks I'm awesome cause I'm so "smart and funny and you have your own company" and shit like that. It's funny. It's wierd,, cause I'm totally not interested in her.

Normally, despite my having a girlfriend, if a girl pays this kind of attention to me I'll at least perk my ears up and absorb the compliments being throw at me. Instead, this girls hideous appearance and just generally repulsive demeanor makes me want to puke. She is so shallow and materialistic. Ugh, she makes me just so... angry at humanity. She's everything I hate about mankind.

Well, enough of this. I'm drunk and want nothing more than to climb in bed with my Zeyno, but she's not here. So instead I will sleep alone, but dream that she is with me, because I am so just..*sigh* lonely and in love.

So I got tagged by Zeynep to do this LiveJournal thing. I was conflicted on whether to do this. I didn't really want to, but at the same time, I know the consequences of rejecting my girlfriend publicly would be dire.

One thing I will do, to spare all of you is not tag anyone else, as requested. This dies here. With me.

Five Simple Pleasures in Life:
1. Clothes when they come out of the dryer. They're so warm to put on!
2. Waking up next to Zeynep.
3. Talking to people.
4. That feeling right after you yawn, when all your musceles relax for just a second and you're ready to drift asleep.
5. Eating. God, I love eating.

Note: I’ve tried typing this journal entry four times, and every time I close my browser window when I’m almost half done. It’s painful. Never again will I type a long blog entry. Never.

After a day of jet-lag induced sleep, I’m back! Of course, Japan was wonderful! It was so nice to see my Zeynep again, and we had a wonderful time touring around Tokyo.

First, let me note: Japanese people are weird. REALLY weird. Not in a bad way, because I really liked it. But I think I could never go there for more than a vacation, because it’s just too different.

As you read about the adventures, feel free to check out the (abbreviated) pictures, courtesy of Zeynep: http://goralm.smugmug.com/gallery/…

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