- Moved Sherlock and myself to Seattle, where we got to experience America's worst dressed people sliding around in 6 inches of snow.
- Worked in a shelter for homeless teens, where my Ukrainian-English ("I'm coming to you!") was joined by teenspeech ("That's filthy!") and inappropriate pointing. At least I learned to say please and thank you again.
- Somehow decided that getting an MBA was the best of my six graduate school options.
To the Annie of the past: WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!
Business school is no place for your math-fearing, poverty-loving, non-profit supporting liberal liberal heart! How did you think a program whose first semester has you taking finance, statistics, and accounting was a good idea? Do you not remember that the only C you ever got was in Macroeconomics?
Alas. Annie of the past, you fail at decisions.
You do, win, however, at city-picking. I <3 DC.
I am coming to you, Obama, yo!
(p.s. Peace Corps Ukraine, will you PLEASE take me off your mailing list now? You do NOT need a living allowance survey from me! I'm not joining any working groups! I have better things to do with my time nowadays, notably showering, eating vegetables, and making progress on my 20 pounds of celebration fat plan.)