So this weekend two of my friends and I journeyed to the New England city known as Boston. We didn't actually do anything downtown, but we did get to see some history in Concord, such as the Old North Bridge (site of the fabled "shot heard 'round the world") and walked past Sleepy Hollow Cemetery (we didn't have time to walk through it, unfortunately), and went to a birthday party for a friend of a friend. We also saw one of my grad school professors who left my school due to his wife and him getting a job somewhere that didn't involve one of them taking a nearly three hour commute to work, and there was Indian food.

All in all, a good weekend with good company. Now I'm just relaxing and recovering from the drive, and will soon get to go home and build a pirate ship.

My body is ready.