Still in Love with Boston.

Here's what I've been doing in Boston over the last few months. It's not a comprehensive list, but it's time to put up some more pictures.

Reed, Al, Mel, and I went to the 2011 Red Bull Cliff Diving Championship.

They jumped off the Institute of Contemporary Art.

(The professional divers. Not Reed, Al, and/or Mel.)

No, seriously, they jumped off the Institute of Contemporary Art.

I want to do it.

I was inspired.

I went camping.

Danielle and I dressed up as Calvin and Hobbes for Halloween.

I helped people move. So did Nishan, Austin, and Michael.

I've noticed that I'm the only one working in these pictures.

I grew a mustache.

McCall grew one, too, but she shaved for this picture.

I ate sushi. The one on the far left is a caterpillar.

Dema ate earwax.

I hugged a giant teddy bear at Costco.

And I ate a bunch of Chex.

Cinnamon Chex aren't as good as Honey Nut Chex, but they're ok.

So that's that.

I'm currently applying to PhD programs. Twelve of them, to be exact: Harvard, Yale, Chicago, Rutgers, UT-Austin, Washington, UCLA, Stanford, Berkeley, NYU, Cornell, and Columbia. It's a prestigious list (because I have a big head).

I've also made it through two rounds of the Foreign Service hiring process. There's an opening in Brazil. I didn't even have to take the FSOT (the Foreign Service test). A few months ago I filled out an application, which included six essays, and then last Monday I passed the over-the-telephone preliminary language test. We talked politics, which is not my strong suit, but I passed. I'm pretty sure the next step is to go to Washington DC for a face-to-face interview. Guess we'll see.

Anyways, I'm rambling, so this post should end. Maybe I'll take pictures of places I work next (there are currently three of them) for the next one.

Maybe not.

Catching Up With Boston - Yankees/Sox

Making time for a blog post.

After Europe I came back to Boston. A few days later Grandma Olsen passed away, so I went to Boise for a few days. Then I came back to Boston again, and I've been here since. I've done some pretty rad things in the last few weeks, so I'll try to get those up asap.

For today, here's a few pics from the day Reed and I went to see the Red Sox play the Yankees at Fenway (hooray for Reed not being able to find a girl to take).

Boo ya, Reed.

Boo ya, pizza.

Boo ya, seats behind home plate.

Boo ya, $14-worth of food.

Boo ya, Fenway.

Boo ya, first pitch.

Boo ya, umpire meeting.

Boo ya, Coca-Cola

Boo ya, Green Monster.

Boo ya, soon to be a national landmark.

Boo ya, Prudential Center.

Boo ya, Derek Jeter.

Boo ya, anger management.

Boo ya, nightfall.

Boo ya, Boston.

Who cares if we lost? It's baseball anyways.

I'm Alive

Goodness, I haven't updated my blog for ages.

I'm a little busy.

• I work M, W, F, Sat waiting tables at Bartley's Burger Cottage (best burger in Boston).
• I work T, Th, F, Sat as a "guide" at Eastern Mountain Sports.
• I'm studying to take the GRE Subject in English Literature test November 12th.
• I can't wait to add "PhD applications" to my to-do and expenses lists.
• I was working a third job as a corporate drone at a place called Brightcove, which I quit in the middle of my time there because I was so bloody bored I could have died.
• I'm interviewing for a different third job (translating medical websites into Portuguese).
• I'm trying to find time to write and revise poetry, and I have yet to find time to submit like I should be.
• I am living out of my backpack in a hallway in Allston, MA, and at least once a week I'm sleeping somewhere else.
• I have amazing friends (I stay with some, I do laundry at others' places, I hang out with lots of them, I wouldn't mind dating one of them but that's another story for another day...maybe).
• I constantly debate whether or not I'm supposed to be here (or anywhere, for that matter).
• BSU Football and team sports (M, Th, generally) keep me sane.
• I'm getting sick, but that's easy enough to ignore.
• I'm tired.

Good night, world. Updates later.

BEARD! - The Greatest Thing I Ever Did

I didn't take a razor to Europe.

I did, however, take a picture of myself almost every morning to track the growth of my beard.

Behold it in all its glory!