Work was long. Work was hard. Work is not fun. I think I want to go to graduate school. Several more years of work avoidance. I literally spent hours making miniscule adjustments to a flyer and several more writing a press release. They both came back thoroughly marked up. Frustrating. I would have gone home after and moped around for several hours until my puffed eyes collapsed with exhaustion. (Tyler left for Arkansas this morning and neither of us were happy to leave the other.) Thank goodness the girls I recently started tutoring for called right when I got done. Saved from myself. Two hours of tutoring plus one hour of transportation after a full day at work leaves me right about at exhaustion. But not too exhausted to type!
In perkier news, I had 2 big accomplishments this week. The first was discovering mineral water, a delicious way to get all your vitamins, and the second was getting a library card. Since there is only so much that can be said on the delectable nature of mineral water I’ll concentrate on the library card.
It all started in the metro, or as I like to call it, the underground Parisian rat maze. There are poster ads everywhere in the metro, probably to distract people from claustrophobia , usually advertising movies, or concerts. (They should really put the ad sales to keeping it cleaner) One particular ad caught my eye, not because it was well done but because it was for a book. Several days later I saw a girl on the metro reading it and I asked if it was any good. She said that these author’s books are written in pretty much the same style, but it’s still pretty good. So I though about it for a few days, (because books are freaking expensive!) and splurged. Now I was working through this book and the problem was that I liked it and it was going too quickly. I can’t exactly drop 20 euros (especially when I have a fetish for almond croissants) on a new book every week so I decided to try my luck at the library. Victory! With just a piece of identity and an address I was set. The librarian almost write down my name as Jesse White, the Illinois Secretary of State. I guess she has never seen an Illinois Drivers License before.
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