Journey to Jamaica Plain.

This was really my first time taking the T anywhere.  It's sort of spooky at night when there's no one else on it, but I guess that is when Jen deemed it safe for me to come out of her bag.  

We had been to this birthday party that had a really weird theme.  There's something called "heavy metal," and while I don't really know what that is, it seems to refer to a group of people who rip the sleeves off their shirts, drink a lot of whiskey, and wave their hands rapidly in front of their crotches while spasm-ing their heads.  There were also a lot of women dressed as men with dirty mullets.  But this meant I got to wear a fake mustache for a while!  That was fun.  It made me feel like I was dressing up as Mario for Halloween!

Back to school.

Or, just to school.  I've never been.  

Today was my first trip to the Northeastern University English Department.  I spent most of the day crammed up against a laptop in Jen's bag, but I briefly got to hop out and look around in her office.

Some of the terrain got rough.  Who knew office supplies were so....immobile.  [Insert straining noise I usually make when something's tough here.]

I did find another little green guy along the way.  That was neat.  He didn't say much though.  Just kept trying to push paperclips on me.