Now that I’ve been living in Beantown for a few months and the steamy summer weather is starting to cool down, Mom says I can no longer get away with being the new pup in town and hide in my apartment all day like a loner (insert eye roll here). She says I need to get out there and make some new Boston furiends. I say… why? But I’ve picked up some wisdom over my past 7 years, and when Mom asks if you want to do something, turns out you don’t really have any say in the matter at all. And so the dreaded search for new friends began...