rach, where did you put your computer?

I don't even know what to tell you. I'm afraid my "all is well" attitude and witty charm went out the kitchen window along with our computer, i pod and cash. Not to mention our sense of safety, comfort and any love for Boston that we may have acquired our first week in this rain cloud of a city. Now I know what you're thinking. 'You girls have been through so much and everything has worked out! You can't let this get you down! Chin up and look to the future!' Well, my caramel coated candy stripe, let me say this to you... shut..the hell...up. We are the one's since our break in happened that have been stepping in shit because we keep walking with our chins up. Plenty of unblogged events have happened since the moment of our break-in and I don't know if its the lack of happy background music in our lives (our i pod was taken) but our luck has certainly yet to turn its pretty little self around. We haven't given each other this many pep talks since our first "Business of Acting" class in college when we were told we were basically doomed to fail unless we agreed to sell our souls. Every other hour is spent reminding the other one why we have to stay here until the agreed move out date in Novemeber. After an hour of weary peace goes by, we then switch and its the other ones turn to review the reasons we can't just walk away. It's an exhuasting cycle and neither of us can kick the fact that really just want to leave. Yes, we liked Boston in the beginning. Who wouldn't like exploring a fun new place while not having to work? Now Rach has her job, granted a good one, and I have my "internship". I call it my internship because I make awful money but stick with it as it is a significant resume builder. We've actually seriously talked about living in Monroe for the next month and half before going to Florida. Possibly even commuting, by train, everyday from Monroe to the city. The safety of running home to family seems so irressistable. However, we must remember that unfortunatly, we are adults and we have made a commitment. We can't use this robbery as an excuse to leave. We were secretly not so crazy about Boston after our first week, but now we can just be honest about it. We will try to make the best and we will try to stop thinking everyone else on the street is following us. It just might take some time. And if we still hate it... its only two more months. We've decided to use Boston for its money and lay low so in Florida it can really be a brand new start. I am sorry to report though, that we're counting down the days till we get to bust outa here. Job wise, we're decently happy. We just work a lot and our schedules don't work great together. We do our best to work around our schedules and to work with our bosses so we get time together. Rach landed a really great job. They totally respect her and she makes awesome money. I enjoy my job, however, I work my ASS off and make very little money. One of the other backwaiters asked me why I was a backwaiter...he was wondering because I'm American and my first language is English, so why would I be a backwaiter. Nice. There are five backwaiters that work there. Only two of us were born in America. Clio is going to look great on my resume, but if I were going to live here any longer than two more months I would never stay. No, I can't be a server. Being a server at Clio takes months of training. I won't even be here long enough for them to consider making me a server. I'm learning a lot all the same. I'll keep you up to date on our struggles. Lock your windows. -lj

We asked for an adventure...

As most of you probably know by now the adventurers have had a series of unfortunate events occur. I guess in each place we go there will be a weekend from hell. Or maybe it's just my bad luck?? In Denver I was in urgent care twice in three days for a jammed thumb and food poisoning and lost my grandfather within that same week. Now in Boston some jerk breaks in to steal the only expensive things I own as well as my hard earned cash and leaves his filthy muddy boot print on our kitchen table. I know I should be in the process of getting over this traumatic event but the anger and frustration are lingering. Of course in my crazy mind I think this person has specifically been watching me, considering he strategically left behind jo's computer, ipod, camera, etc. Despite that they were technically my things, everything that we own is ours and this has been just as daunting on Joanna. Not to mention now that every peep that we hear we turn our heads quickly in fear someone is there. We talk about it a lot, we try and rack our brains to figure out why someone would do this. Hell, since they have my of course unlocked computer they could be reading this right now!! I don't even care about the stuff, honestly. It's just stuff. But it's the memories on the computer. Every picture that we have taken thus far in our adventures as well as in the past 3 years of our relationship. I know i know I'm supposed to have backed it up, but we didn't. Also, the cash hurts. When you're working everyday to just make enough and someone comes and takes it!! And the next morning to top it off I'm standing in the kitchen after maybe 5 minutes total of sleep when a mouse runs across the floor!!! Ok... now i'm just venting and i should save that for a therapist. So... after all this crap, and actually very nice and helpful police (despite them being able to catch him or get our stuff back), we have made progress in forgetting it happened. We went out yesterday to get a few "Fall" items for our apartment, including pumpkin and apple scented candles =) nothing says home like those i'll tell ya. So while Jo was at work I cleaned this place top to bottom. Re-arranged a bit and attempted to wipe out the bad and move in the good. We have a day off together Thursday which we are really looking forward too. It only comes once a week if we are lucky and it has actually been two weeks since we've had one off together alone. We plan on going to the aquarium!!! Jo's fave. Then maybe a movie with our free passes that the chef family of my previous restaurant gave us. Then who knows. We're trying to stay positive and just think of this as a temporary bump in our journey. Thanks for reading. I actually feel better already =) Hope everyone has a good week. Love, Rachie