Un boulot!
Finally, despite the picture in this icon, I have a haircut. And I should mention, because I don't think I've mentioned it here, that I now actually have a source of income; to my great relief, I don't even need to leave campus to do this job. A vaguely influential writer from Québec has moved to Icaria and is writing for the local paper, but her English isn't strong enough to handle weekly articles without requiring heavy proofreading, so I've been hired to translate what she writes in French into English. I get no credit, but I do get a smidgeon over minimum wage, and that's good for now.
Oh. I hadn't seen Gabe in class today, I meant to talk to him- does anyone know his cell?
Oh. I hadn't seen Gabe in class today, I meant to talk to him- does anyone know his cell?