.:Gotta Drop a Blog in The Corner:.

eh... the trip to the city was good... but like the sabres game didn't meet expectations (due to the weather i decided against going to the bronx zoo and coney island).

i ended up staying in saturday watching the sabres lose in OT to the sens. it was a real crushing end to the season... there were such great expectations this year, and like all buffalo sports teams before we just fell short. i swear, this city is cursed. sometimes i wonder why we keep on rooting for our teams, because we always get close but never quite make it. on top of that... buffalo is not a new york, toronto, or even boston. there's no history of a championship in the currently recognized big 4 pro leagues. there's just a loss of population, lots of decaying industrial sites, an exodus of young people, and people all over taking shots at how crappy we are. there's very little that one can look at and be really positive about... and then the sabres have a good run, and people start believing again only to get smacked around again. it's frickin depressing, especially when you as a local know how much better this place is than what its reputation is. the emotion you feel while internalized as an individual, also encompasses the disappointment you feel for the community if that makes any sense.

anyways... overall the trip down was good though. saw lots of old friends which i'm really happy about. time moves so fast... and changes happen so quickly. in a couple of weeks there's a real possibility that none of my post-college roomates will be in new york. one's already down south, another's going back west, and the third left for grad school and is looking for employment now (though they do have an interview in the city this week). it's weird that despite all the people i've met (or old friend's who've moved) in/to new york through the years... as time goes on, the number of people i know who remain there diminishes. life is strange like that... people's paths cross and when you look back what felt like awhile really is only a brief moment in your life. there's always a bit of sadness that comes to me when i think about it... like how i should've gone out and done something instead of lazing around at home after work.

i walked around my old hood a little bit this trip. it's totally changed. there are new buildings all over the place. when i first moved there my end of williamsburg was still getting redeveloped. i took a look this time around... and was really weirded out. i hadn't been back in at least 2 years or so.

while i'm looking forward to the move to boston... i'm kinda missing the comfort of old faces and memories in new york. check out the song titled brooklyn bridge.