I took this blog offline for a while because I inadvertently emailed the link to somebody to whom it was not intended. I have been back in New Mexico for almost ten days now. Things are not going too badly. I reconcilled with Ilene and I live at her house. Things are going well. We went camping for a few days, then we headed for Pegosa Springs in Colorado. Only slightly difficult part is that we currently only have one car and she works at night, but I will get a car soon. In fact, I will buy her car and she will buy a new car. The dogs were thrilled to see me. Workwise, it looks like it will be easier to get a job locally than I imagined. I have been offered a nice, well-paying job the day after my return, however, I am still waiting for the background investigation to be completed. Since I am a little nervous it might fail, I am still interviewing for others positions. I have at least three interviews next week (I have had three interviews so far). Joblessness does not suit me, I find. All the time I was in Kabul, it seemed like I couldn't managed to get stressed enough. Nowadays, I am stressed. I dislike situations where there is nothing you can do but wait. I spend a fair amount of my time brushing on my computer skills (Java, PL/SQL) in preparation for my interviews. It feels a little strange to be back, but overall it is easy. I just feel a little out of sink with the world surrounding me sometimes. Oh, just one more things. I had the pleasure to have lunch with my former collleagues yesterday. They told me about another blogg that talks about me and teased me about my drug habits. I was a little surprised. I understand now, the blog must be Babak's who talks about the Hash House Harriers. However, the HHH is a "drinking society with a running problem" as they like to call it (there is one in Albuquerque as well) and despite its name it has absolutely nothing to do with cannabis, it is just a group of folks who go hicking or running and drink beers afterwards.I may continued this blog (if so, I should probably change its name) although, not being in Kabul, I may not have that many interesting things to say in it.
This is my diary. My name is Lev and I work in Kabul for a non-governmental organization (dacaar.org).