2002-03-05 - 10:30 a.m.

Yeah, you remember that bad mood I was in a few days ago? Forget about that. Bad mood all gone.

I haven't written about this yet, because, well, I'm a lazy bastard, and could never get up the motivation. I've told a fair number of my friends about it, but it's time to tell you all.

I'm trying to move to Boston again.

Only this time, I know what I'm doing. I'm not going to bother going into all the details about it, but the important part is, I'm going to Boston.

It all started a week and a half ago. It was Thursday night, and I was really bored. So suddenly I decided, "This Saturday, I'm going to Boston." I didn't know where I was going to go, what I was going to do, who I was going to see, I just knew that at 8:15 AM on Saturday, I was going to be on a Concord Trailways bus for Boston. And that's just what I did.

My only plan for the trip that didn't fall through for one reason or another was to meet up with a couple of people about four hours after I got into the city. So for that four hours, all I did was walk. I walked all over the place, looking at everything. When I decided, "I want to go that way," I went that way. If something caught my eye this way, I went this way. This went on for four solid hours. And at one point, after I'd gone a few miles in totally random directions, I found myself stepping back into the financial district. And when I did that, crossing into it from a different angle than how I'd seen it when I first left South Station, I immediately thought to myself, "These... are my people." And that was where I decided I needed to live there.

And apparently, I made the decision at 2:51 PM.

I thought about it a bit more, and decided that yes, this was the right choice, just a few minutes later, walking through this park, the name of which I can't remember.

So anyway, the rest of the trip I'm probably not going to write about, because, as I said, I'm a lazy bastard, and besides, I have laundry to do. But the point of this entry is I'm in a much better mood today. Most of that is because my plans are finally starting to make some progress, which I'll explain in a moment, but first, in other news:

I'm a semi-finalist in the www.picture.com International Library of Photography photo contest for this picture. Needless to say, that put me in a *very* good mood yesterday.

But anyway, back to my move to Boston. I'm going back this weekend for a Great Big Sea concert, so one way or another, I was going to be there on Saturday. But now, my trip has a real purpose. I just talked to the Corporate Recruiter for InterCept, a company I submitted a resume to last week, and the one I was most hoping to get a job with. She said she tried calling me but my phone was disconnected. I don't know why it would have said that, because it's *not* disconnected, I was calling her from it, but anyway, there are two departments in Boston that are "very excited" to talk to me, one in particular that has "many more openings." So I told her that I was going to be in Boston this weekend. 1:30 on Saturday if I could meet with someone after that. If I couldn't, then I'd take my second personal day off work and go down on Friday. Looks like I'll have an interview on Saturday afternoon. I won't know for sure until about 3 PM today, but it's looking *very* good.

I'M MOVING TO BOSTON, AND DAMMIT, I'M GOING TO MAKE IT THIS TIME!

Agh! This feels good. It feels very good. Something is finally going to change in my life.

It's been far too long since I've been able to say that.