wfc

i can't believe it's been 5 months since rushing back to philly "after 3 wins", game 5 (and 5.5), going insane at frankford and cottman, and the parade down broad street. i don't care where i live, there is nothing like philly enthusiasm (tho sometimes misguided or misunderstood) and i don't think i will experience anything quite like being in philly last fall. and now i'm back here, stuck longer than i have intended... and it's really bittersweet and frustrating. but these past few months here have reminded me how much i missed it here, whether i realized it at the time or not. and hopefully things will pick up for me soon, but until then at least i'm here and not stuck in like nebraska or something. spring makes me optimistic. let's see how long it lasts. now who's gonna take me to a phillies game??