... and it's back

I'm pretty sure that the last time I posted, I was sitting at this same desk in the back of my office... granted, then I was staring at mountains of Office Depot boxes. Today it's just the computer and the bags we're putting together for move-in weekend. While move-in doesn't technically start until tomorrow, I moved into my gorgeous new apartment on Wednesday and promptly fell in love. It's brand new, beautiful, clean, and there are windows everywhere! We've got a great view of the Charles and of Nickerson Field (so that we can watch BU sports games and their fans... or lack thereof), and the elevators talk to you. I love it (especially now that all of my roommates have moved in), but I learned a lesson: moving does not agree with me. I have bruises, scrapes, and sore muscles. My body hurts, but I'm now completely unpacked and thrilled with the apartment... and ready to kick off the school year, starting with working move-in weekend in the same information booths I did for Commencement. Expecting tons of questions and a lot of rain tomorrow, but hey, that's Boston.

Things to come: [quick] summer recap, pictures of the new place, and maybe posts with more frequency than every couple of months.

Lessons from the inside

Lesson of the day: just because someone is sitting inside of an information booth does not mean that she knows everything. Nor does it mean that she finds it funny, charming or entertaining when you ask random and absurd questions, even though she'll awkwardly laugh along because, hey, she's getting paid to sit there.

This weekend was BU's commencement weekend (congrats to the recent graduates, by the way!), which meant that, for me, it was a weekend of sitting at those special little red information booths up and down Comm Ave answering questions. All weekend. It was nice to be outside (even if I did get a little burnt!), and the people watching was good, but I'm so glad it's over. So much outside, so much smiling, lots of exhaustion, and ridiculous questions. The highlight was yesterday, when some father came to ask us what the winning Powerball numbers would be that night. We awkwardly laughed it off, and as he walked away, his son said "Dad, you're such a tool." Actually made my day.

Commencement was ridiculous, though. When you see/meet people's families you finally understand why they are the way they are... which is either great, entertaining, or both. There were SO many people here, it was crazy. Today, especially, because it was the all-university commencement (featuring Hillel's own Danny Bellin as the student speaker!).

Before that, though, we went to Weislow's graduation at the religion department. It was super small (about 16 graduates), and so all the graduates introduced everyone they brought, which was cute. Some pictures...

Josh, Weislow and Barney en route to commencement.

Champagne toast.

At Weislow's graduation.

And now they're all officially alumni and off to grad school next year. Crazy.