Monthly Archives: September 2009

passionate person, currently unemployed

My passion comes in fits and blurts.

The way I use the word could make it also be synonymous with “obsession”. Passionate about something or someone. I have several fixed passions, ones that may evolve and re-express themselves throughout my life, but will never disappear. Others crop up and later diminish.

If I’m excited about it, everyone will know. If you interview some of my family or my former roommates, they would probably give you a litany of my former and current passions.

So here am I, in London. I am currently in the market for something to get passionate about. I am working a lot and with people a lot. I don’t have loads of time, but I have time for some pursuits. I’ve been working through my goals for the year and there is space in the hobbies/obsessions/past-times area.

I am a passionate person, guys. I need fodder.

Some things I’m considering:

– Maintaining running with the goals of running a few 5k while I am here

– Picking out a country, researching it and keeping abreast of current events there, and drawing a map of it

– Knitting (don’t laugh; they put my in a knitting class at work)

– Coffee (learning all I can about it)

– Decoding London: getting all the maps and guidebooks I can and studying the heck out them

Any other suggestions, let me know. There’s never any postal strikes on blog comments.


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dave ramsey and such

“Turns out, McDonald’s does serve hot coffee.”- Dave Ramsey, speaking on people finding the necessity of spending less.

I haven’t read all his bookThe Total Money Makeover, just perused the main points one afternoon in a bookstore. My parents and brother have taken his Financial Peace University course, but I haven’t yet. He has something like five steps to financial freedom/security/etc. I think I have met the first three. The next is investments and then stuff about when you own a house. So learning to invest seems to be the next possible step for me.

Where I work serves hot coffee too, and I get it for free. Dave would be so proud of me.


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little bits.

// It’s so weird to think that I’ll be here a year. It doesn’t feel like home at all yet, except for my really comfortable bed and duvet.

// Nothing’s as diverse as a city of 8 million people.

// Every day when I go to work, I have to take the tube into the financial district where all the young professional suits going to work. It’s really rough.

// It’s hard for me to keep my focus here, because I still feel like I need to worry about myself.

// I’ve already found a good friend in my flatmate, and hope to begin to develop new friendships soon.

// Currently taking suggestions on churches in the area.


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language of britain

Before I left everyone’s favorite query was either I would come back with a British accent or not.

My conclusion is that I shall not, though I play at it for fun. I’ve spoken American English (American Standard English, I flatter myself) for twenty-two and a half years; I’m not apt to forget it quickly. Plus, I’m an American, why would I want to pretend to be a Brit? I should never manage it anyway, since my nuclear team has a plethora of accents from around the Isle.

But there is pressure to conform.

Most quickly, I am absorbing different terminology.

Further than that, I noticed that I am adopting nuances of their sentence structures and “saying it as they’d say it”, if not just to be more accomodating.

“It was quite nice”. They seem to insert “quite” anywhere where a quantitative adjective is needed.

Basics, which you may already know:

Crisps are our chips. Here, pants are trousers, because as I discovered, “pants” here are what one wears under “trousers”. A redundancy means something like being let go from your job. Cling film is what we call Saran wrap or cling wrap

And get this, Band-aids here are plasters.

A bit more:

Apparently, “getting along like a house on fire” is a positive simile. “Are you winding me?” is the equivalent of pulling someone’s leg or the archaic “are you putting me on?”


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now residing in London

I arrrived in London on Friday. One of my flights got delayed, but I arrived quite safely. Another American on the scheme, Maria, actually had the final flight with me.

This week, we have having orientation, which including learning about London City Mission in general, our living set-up, and our work placements for the year.

One sight I have seen so far.


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orwell on trees


{my brother, Andrew}

“I am not suggesting that one can discharge all one’s obligations towards society by means of a private re-afforestation scheme. Still, it might not be a bad idea, every time you commit an anti-social act, to make a note of it in your diary, and then, at the appropriate season, push an acorn into the ground.”

– George Orwell in Shooting an Elephant

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i’m leaving on Thursday.

How do I feel? Really anxious to leave.

I can’t wait.

nextstop london

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