Fifty pounds.

Most of my thoughts in recent months have been dedicated to attempting to decide upon a reasonable future. Not the entire future, mind, just the next year or more of my own. I know that I'd rather not live in the States. If I did stay, I'd be interested in organic farming on the west coast, although most of my attempts to learn about it have failed. The Peace Corps sound just fine, but I'd rather not be obliged to do anything for any set period of time. It wouldn't be terribly difficult to transfer to a store in Canada. Of course, I miss Ireland terribly. It would seem, however, that in order to get an Irish work visa, one must already have secured work, but that most employers won't hire anyone without a work visa. Fab. Would any of you happen to know anyone who lives anywhere interesting who might be looking for an occasionally unruly houseboy? I'm fairly well read, I like to cook, and my morals are easily compromised.