Back in the paleotechnic dawn of the 21st century, my mother’s request was understandable. “Just call me once a week to let me know you’re alive,” she said, as I wandered off across… Continue reading
That didn’t last long. About 6 minutes after posting that last one, the temporary agency called and said it would be okay if I worked just 14:00 to 20:00, and I took it.… Continue reading
I had a job interview tonight. Well not an interview, an “info session.” Just like it wasn’t another bloomin’ Call Center it is a “strategic impact consulting” company. Blech. Spending all day in… Continue reading
I think I’ll give Dutch a try tonight… Vanavond wil ik in het Nederlands schrijven. Ik ben zeker dat ik veel fouten ga maken, maar dat is hopelijk geen probleem voor jullie. Maar… Continue reading
I’ll have to keep this short because it hurts to type. Okay, it’s not that bad, but the ends of my fingers have some sort of heat bruise; they ache when I push… Continue reading
One sharply cold night I was talking about finding work with my Romanian classmate, Traian, who looks kind of like a Lego version of Tom Cruise but with burning-crazy eyes. He assured me:… Continue reading
Some tidbits from the last week or so I want to file away… On Monday of last week my Dutch teacher started class by asking us if we knew what year WWII ended.… Continue reading
My first blog was going to be called “A Year Without Holidays” because I spent the holiday season of 2008 abroad, traveling away from home and family, and I felt like those holidays… Continue reading
I heard a new sound last night. The leaves of the grandfatherly tree were frozen, and when the breeze seeped through them it was a crackle of dry and cold. Elsewhere leaves famously rustle,… Continue reading
I am getting too close to abandoning this blog to the dust, so I am going to sit here with a pack of chips and a 3 flavored wheel of hummus, and tell… Continue reading
I just spent a couple hours looking through job postings, and was well under the cold thick water of discouragement, frustration, and anxiety regarding my chances at successful living here. Then I looked… Continue reading
