my weekend in boston included:
- my first ride on the chinatown bus
- watching super size me and subsequently vowing to never eat fast food ever again
- staying up late watching subpar tv movies
- doing alot of shopping, but only a little buying (everything was too expensive)
- consuming massive amounts of meat (beef, pork and chicken) at red bones
- playing a little tennis
- finding out that the chinatown buses back to new york have been sold out through most of the night, instead deciding to take greyhound/peter pan (costing 50% more), getting yelled at and lectured by the bus driver for talking on my cell phone and wondering if this guy was intentionally trying to kill us with his weird short-cuts and reckless driving.

it was an exciting time.
unforgettable, even.
i need more weekends like this.