27 January 2003 - 8:38 a.m.

So, the weekend was saved because I have great and marvelous friends whom I love. Let me discuss.

Alison is possibly the greatest person ever. I wish I could just give her a prize for being so wonderful and marvelous. Saturday night, she let me come over and cry and cry when I was homesick and sad and lonely. She didn't tell me I was crazy or a bad person .... she listened to my crazy neurotic rants about how scared and lonely and sad I was. Then, we had a slumber party, which was fun. I felt like I was at home, sort of ... since slumber parties are such a home thing. It was also very strange because I slept better than I've slept in weeks. I think it's because the things that I worry about that keep me from sleeping just sort of don't exist in Ali's apartment.

Dan is my personal hero. Having people like him in the city, who threaten to beat the crap out of anyone who makes me sad and who make sure I am happy and healthy and safe make feel a lot better about being here. He gets extra super bonus points for not only offering to take care of my Saturday, but also checking up on me later that night and Sunday morning.

I just feel really glad right now that I have so many people here who want to see me happy and do their best to make sure I am.

Also, I really like Fr. Paul a lot. I have some pretty major issues with the Church in Boston, but I really like having someone like him here too.

Anyhow, I think this entry kind of counter-balances the last one in terms of anti-poochiness. :)

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