Home Sweet Home (Part Deux)

Doesn't it look warm and inviting? Doesn't it make you want to visit? *

I'm finally starting to feel settled in, thanks to the folks back in the 'Sha and the always trustworthy UPS. What can Brown do for you? A lot.

Now all I need is a job. Not too thrilled with the student job offerings right now (although I did have a very cool James-Bond-esque experience interviewing at the Rare Book & Manuscript Library . . . waiting for the woman I was interviewing with and all of a sudden this giant bronze wall slides open to reveal a hidden door and elevator. I got to hold the button to slide the secret wall/door shut. Sadly there were no sharks with or without frickin' laser beams). But I digress . . .

Back to moaning and groaning. I'm apparently plagued with the need to find a job that is "meaningful." You can counter with "You worked at Starbucks buddy," but somehow I found that more life-giving than shelving books, etc.

I'm actually hoping to find a youth or social justice oriented position in a local congregation or faith-based non-profit on a really part-time basis as school still needs to be the main thing. Kind of unlikely, but stranger things have happened. If anybody knows anobody in the aforementioned areas with connections within 45 minutes of New Haven, could ya hook a brother up? Otherwise prayers/well-wishes/pats on the back/ whatever your preferred method of encouragement or support is would be appreciated.

Aside from that glitch, life is going well. Meeting new people, awesome classes, and all around good, good, good . . . good vibrations (to quote the eternal Beach Boys) are keeping me going. Speaking of which I should sign-off. Big ol' Div school wide party, ahem . . . get together . . . tonight. Off to the Yale Repertory Theater tomorrow night. Oh yeah, and some reading too.
*Yes, that is Jeopardy on the TV. I watch Jeopardy. How else do you think I have all of that pop culture trivia stuck in my head? Do you know the question for the answer displayed on my TV? I sure don't. Let me know if you figure it out, you just might get a prize.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Your living room looks so nice and put-together! Very welcoming. I'm glad the apartment is beginning to feel like "home". Of course, there's no place like home...in Waukesha, on Roberta Ave. to be specific. Guess who?
P.S. I can't read the tv screen, so I can't give a guess. Oh well.

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