As an aside: we just moved our office over to the ministry of planning which happens to be a half a block from where I live.
I also found out that the woman whose apartment I’m staying in isn’t coming back until the 21st of August. That means that I’ve been living here, rent-free, for the entire time that I’ve been here — and entirely by myself or with Jenna . . . which is nice because that means that the $3200 it cost to get here will be defrayed slightly by what I’m getting paid.
Anyway, I’ve realized that the entire time that I’ve been here, I’ve completely avoided talking about my job. The reasons for this are two-fold: one because it takes me a long time to sort out my feelings about these things, and the other is because three days after I arrived, my coworkers here found my blog (internet dorks all).
Suffice it to say, that makes for an environment in which it’s difficult to talk about what I’m doing (for fear that I might offend people I spend all of my time with). That said, I’d say the experience so far has been very positive in many ways and I’ll definitely post more about it later.
So full of intrigue.
I know, right?