March 28, 2006
Old Salmon = Sick
So I learned my lesson today, I will never eat week-old smoked salmon again. Mr. Salmon has taught me well. Today is the largest strike in France's history, and I'm not able to go to school and substitute for the teachers that are not there because I'm sick to my stomach :( That's how I have time to sit down and write an entry. I have become very diligent with studying for the LSAT and for applying to jobs. I have a job interview, on the phone of course, this Friday at 3 pm my time (8am in the states). Northern Burlington Regional High School will grill me with questions which I don't understand the point of to determine whether I would make a good part-time teacher. (Questions like: Where do you see yourself in ten years? - God knows that I have no clue to what I'm doing next month, forget about asking me about ten years from now) I feel extremely bad because I haven't been able to write an entry about how wonderful it was to have Phil here. We went and saw everything. I love traveling with him. I don't think I've ever enjoyed France more than when I was with him.
I have tons of pics to put up, but I have to sort through them first and upload, etc. So, I'm going to go for a walk, then, I'll put the pics up.
Walking to school
Made my students nutterfluffer sandwiches, they didn't like it much
