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I'm obviously not very excited about this trip as I keep forgetting it's happening—but I am going to be in Boston this week for a work trip. I should be excited, though. The comp time reaped from it allows me to take a couple long weekends! And, like, all my friends live in Boston! And I get to eat for free and spend two nights in the (allegedly) swanky Park Plaza Towers! Giddy up!

Not a bad deal. Three (hopefully painless) days spend doing work-type-things. Two (hopefully fabulous) nights spend amongst old friends in Beantown. I'm hoping it turns out to be a good visit—it feels improptu, by my own doing, for lack of thought or planning. Hopefully I will get to see some buds. Hopefully I won't waste too much time or energy trying to find a well-picked rebound guy to share my (allegedly) swanky hotel bed with—because we all know that Boston gays, with few exceptions, are bitches. (Boston readers: send applications—quickly—here.)

*sigh* Bitchy guys and work aside, I could really use two amazing nights in Boston right about now. I really could.