AMoB Part 29: Rock Band at River Gods

On February 26th I discovered Rock Band at River Gods - and the world would never be the same.

I had never heard of Rock Band, and I had never heard of River Gods. I just went because it was in Cambridge and closer to home then where I was at that moment. It was a very good decision.

I should probably write this entry when I'm more awake, but you probably don't want to read me wax poetic about the greatness of River Gods and their fab pagan meets gothic decor or the fact that Rock Band is the awesomest game ever and has inspired me to become a rock start all over again. Suffice it to say that it has been an awesome experience in Boston second only to my fab knitting friends.

I look like an alien, but you need to see the awesome new shirt I got...



It was my last night tonight, and it was so sad. But some of my rock band buddies who have the game at home are trying to make plans to hang out and play again before I leave. I hope it works out. :)

AMoB Part 30: In which I run out of things....

When I started AMoB I confessed to meli88 that I might not be able to find 31 things that I love and will miss in Boston. Thus far some of them were even a bit of a stretch, but I went with it because things like the egg machine in Lorem Ipsum really *are* the kinds of nutty things that make me unreasonably happy.

So today it's the people. Because when theotheramanda visited, she commented that I haven't done any people. The thing is that the people I've met in Boston are not a part of a city, they're people in their own right. And I was thinking of things, not people, when I started AMoB. But as I've run out of things (I mean, I know you really want to hear of my love for Trader Joe's, but they have those in Seattle too!)...

There are a few non-tangible things that I'll miss about Boston. First and foremost my friends here. In my four years here I've made some great friends that I'm sure I'll keep in touch with long after I'm on the west coast. The primarily non-LJed Harvard knitting girls, the "yarners", bryghtrose and polarg88, the Boston knittyboarders... the list goes on and on, and knitting provides a common thread yarn for many of them.

I'll also miss all of the people that I've had the good fortune of meeting recently and will never really get to know. I'll miss my job and the people there too.

It seems the closer I get to leaving the more I realize how many great people I know here - people that I never knew really liked me that much. This week I've had coworkers ask me to eat lunch with them that I haven't eaten with before, and more than one suggest that we have some sort of goodbye lunch / after-work thing.

I've had a group of knitters who I wasn't particularly close with offer to rearrange the time of their next meeting so that I could attend. I've had my newfound Rock Band acquaintances offer to hold a Rock Band night at their house because there isn't another at River Gods before I leave.

The truth is that things like this always shock me a bit. I draw a pretty hard line between friendly acquaintances and the people I truly call friends, and it's always a bit humbling to have people who I don't consider particularly close do such nice things for me.