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Dec. 13th, 2005 09:51 pmIt's been a slightly depressing day. Only slightly. A 2 if 0 is a normal day emotionally, 5 is depressed and 10 is just devastated. We were folding the end of year mailing and so the whole day was just the whole Youth Venture office talking. Everyone was discussing pursuing men, their plans for going home for Christmas and their plans for New Years. Since I haven't pursued anyone since moving to DC and I was the only person without plans to travel for Christmas or New Years...yeah. I was pretty quiet. We desperately need a guy or two in the office to keep conversations from being a constant estrogenklatch.
Re: dating, I ought to get out there more. It's just that because of my job I increasingly need more and more introvert time to recharge. Social events take energy, and I'm not convinced that I won't at some point start crying when I'm drained of energy the way that being around other people sometimes makes me lose all my energy. Various people are of the opinion that I ought to do online dating because there aren't many other surefire way I can find prospects if I don't want to do the bar scene. I've resolved against it because of the guys my mother found online or through personals, but my profile would probably attract a different crowd from the crowd that my mother's does. How's about I wait until the holiday season is over and/or I have a job?
In the good news department, I found a copy of Gavin DeGraw's two Chariot CDs for a good price. Unforgivably popular, I know, but nevertheless my aural therapy of choice right now.
I got a hankering for mulled wine recently. This doesn't mean that I knew exactly how to make it or that I remembered the taste, but rather that I was recalling the smells and ambiance of a Christmas season I spent in England with a friend of mine in fifth grade when her family had temporarily moved to England. I was coming back from the metro, so I stopped in my local World Market, searched for mulling spices and did not find them but did find a $6 bottle of red wine. On coming home, I searched mulled wine on the internet and found this site. It's interesting.
Interesting Emily trivia: at one point I was contemplating home brewing mead in the Benton House basement. The major thing which stopped me was the difficulty of finding a pot or combination of pots that could hold 22 cups of water or enough mason jars as specified in the Star Trek cookbook.
Also, there need to be more jobs that I'm interested in applying to.
Re: dating, I ought to get out there more. It's just that because of my job I increasingly need more and more introvert time to recharge. Social events take energy, and I'm not convinced that I won't at some point start crying when I'm drained of energy the way that being around other people sometimes makes me lose all my energy. Various people are of the opinion that I ought to do online dating because there aren't many other surefire way I can find prospects if I don't want to do the bar scene. I've resolved against it because of the guys my mother found online or through personals, but my profile would probably attract a different crowd from the crowd that my mother's does. How's about I wait until the holiday season is over and/or I have a job?
In the good news department, I found a copy of Gavin DeGraw's two Chariot CDs for a good price. Unforgivably popular, I know, but nevertheless my aural therapy of choice right now.
I got a hankering for mulled wine recently. This doesn't mean that I knew exactly how to make it or that I remembered the taste, but rather that I was recalling the smells and ambiance of a Christmas season I spent in England with a friend of mine in fifth grade when her family had temporarily moved to England. I was coming back from the metro, so I stopped in my local World Market, searched for mulling spices and did not find them but did find a $6 bottle of red wine. On coming home, I searched mulled wine on the internet and found this site. It's interesting.
Interesting Emily trivia: at one point I was contemplating home brewing mead in the Benton House basement. The major thing which stopped me was the difficulty of finding a pot or combination of pots that could hold 22 cups of water or enough mason jars as specified in the Star Trek cookbook.
Also, there need to be more jobs that I'm interested in applying to.
