So I'm home for Christmas. The Fed blocks livejournal, and I don't have a computer at home, so that is my explanation for the long period of silence. Not that anyone especially noticed; I'm not a particularly prolific blogger these days. Ah well ( Read more... )

I'm just in Boston. Just so you know.

I should be packing, since I'm going to fly down tomorrow for Ryan and Rossy's wedding on Saturday. But I'm not. Why?

Well, I suffer from the condition that several of Joyce's characters in Dubliners were afflicted with - presented with simple, but life-altering decisions, they choose to do nothing, thereby following the collapsing status quo to ( Read more... )

I hate packing. It is the work of infidels, and harbors terrorists. It is also mostly responsible for smallpox, Garden State, and the Exxon Valdez.

I'm moving to Boston to take an internship at the Federal Reserve bank there. I'm looking forward to moving to such a radically different place than either Sacramento or San Luis Obispo. I'm nervous about the GREs next month - I haven't been able to muster the determination to study as much as I need to. People are always asking me (in excited ( Read more... )

So I'm at the American Economic Association Summer Program until August 4th, if you weren't in the know. What this means is that I will be taking 4 classes, writing a research paper, attending seminars, taking field trips to DC, etc, etc. Apparently, though, the whole thing is a much bigger deal than I thought. Like: I'll be spending about 80 hours ( Read more... )

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