Tomorrow I will travel to Boston via Amtrak, arriving in South Station at roughly 6:30 PM. Isaac was his gracious self and agreed to bring me the rest of the way to New Hampshire. I'll be there for two full weeks, and at some point in the middle I'll be going under the knife at the Dartmouth-Hitchcock Medical Center. My eyes, they hurt all the time, they need fixing you see, so doctors will hack away at them with knives and put them back in slightly different places, and hopefully I will again have depth perception and eye-strain related headaches will be few and far between.
That's the idea, at least.
So, no work for two weeks, no fast computer, no RIT. (Poor Matt will be all alone, so say "Hi" to him so he doesn't get lonely.)
Catch you on the flip side.