Previous Week

So, I haven’t written much about it here, but the previous week has been a nightmare.  Everything that could go wrong has.  Trouble with money, trouble with landlords, trouble at work, trouble with friends, everything and anything you can imagine.  The number one problem that I was presented was that one of my co-workers died unexpectly.  He had only been working there for a short time, and he was only 29 years old.  It was a heartbreaking tragety, but I think the worse part was that no one ever told us how he died.  I got a call from my manager on Monday, my day off, telling me about what had happened, and I was dumbfounded.  It actually took me until a few minutes into the conversation to figure out what and who had happened.  We went in mass to the funeral, which I haven’t been to many, and my first for someone my age.  So, his death kind of set the tone for the rest of the week to go horriblely wrong.

By this weekend, I had been in arguements with both my friends, and even my sister.  I can’t take this stress right now.

VEG

The other night, I got to experience my first Kaze Shabu Shabu. A group from this social community that I belong to, decided to have a Vegan/Vegetarian night on Monday. I signed up immediately, of course, because I have almost no veg friends to eat with. I have been on/off vegetarian for 2 years now, and I have been trying to adhere strictly to the lifestyle since I moved to Boston. Over the course of the two years I have been vegetarian, piscetarian (who eats fish), and a omnivore. When I am in West Virginia, it is difficult to find vegetarian food, and my family is one of meat eaters. Steak, ham, or chicken every night. When I was in Cardiff, I occasionally had sushi or salmon, which lead to me being piscetarian, and I am having a hard time giving up fish.

Since coming to Boston, I have been a much stricter vegetarian, but I could never be vegan.  Anyways, the Shabu was really good.  It is like fondue, in that you have a broth instead of oil to cook your food in.  I had a hot pot with a Miso broth, and I got the Vegetarian delight platter, which included mushrooms, tofu, greens, and various other veggies.  It was a lot of food, and I was extremely please with it.  It was a lot of food, and it was fairly cheap, especially with the free green tea.

Boston has a lot more choices for me, and I feel like I can eat what I want now.  I just wish work would recognize vegetarians, and actually have food for us.  There are two vegetarians in my department, and we have a hard time finding food for us in the cafeteria.  We have decided to bring our own to supplement the salad they have.

Blue Monday

It is no surprise that since I have moved home from Cardiff, and moved all by myself to Boston, I have been having bouts of melancholy that I have been having to stave off. A few days ago, I called Chewie because I was so down about work not starting yet. Well, apparently, I am not the only one. A researcher (from my alma mater, Cardiff University!) has determined that January 21 is the saddest day of the year. That is what I have to look forward to tomorrow. I am always sad around my birthday (which is the 24th) and maybe now I have a reason why.

Blue, Blue, Blue Monday

There’s a lot to feel down about this month: the subprime mortgage crisis, stormy, unpredictable weather, rising gas prices, presidential primary free-for-alls. So, it would be easy to believe the theory set forth by Dr. Cliff Arnall, a researcher from Cardiff University, that the third Monday of the month (Jan. 21, this year) — a day he calls Blue Monday — will be our most depressing day of the year. Arnall bases his yearly prediction on a formula he developed, which factors in the weather, consumer debt from holiday spending and failed New Year’s resolutions and arrives at that conclusion that we’ll hit rock bottom on Monday the 21st. Aside from the fact that Arnall’s theory has been discounted by many in the academic community, I’ve got a better way of finding the true nadir of depression: Look to our search behavior.

Flying Out

I am back in an airport.  My life doesn’t seem to be complete without me traveling to some new place, or old place.  I am flying back out of Boston and going back to Washington D.C. to go home.  I had a good time out here, and my interview went well.  As of right now, I think I am going to start into motion, moving up here permanently.  I love Boston, and out of all the American cities I have lived in, it reminds me of Europe the most.  I went shopping and bought some new shoes and new MAC makeup… Yay!  I hope to come up again soon and continue shopping for apartments and looking for a job.  Wish me luck!

Interviewing with Wisebread

I regularly read a few blogs on personal finance and job searching, and I read Wisebread a couple of times a day. They currently have an article up about interviewing, and I thought I would link to it here, so that I can refer to it as needed. If I save it in my bookmarks, it would get lost in the crowd.

Here it is: Interview Advice

The Art of the Editor

My dream job is to one day edit books and novels.  Just some light reading!

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