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.