the first time i heard that moby song was in france with G and L when we all went out for a celebratory drink for L passing his evaluation to become a full fledged teacher in france. and now i'm thinking of it because it's pouring-- it has been all last night and all today and even though i don't mind the rain, it is quite different and dreary compared to the sunny love we've been experiencing as of late. welcome to fall.
i got a job!
i'll spare the details but it's downtown so my commute is going to be a snap. i'm looking forward to starting-- i have an open mind and am ready for a new challenge. god, that sounded like the billion cover letters i've written over the past six weeks. lucky for me i don't have to write any more for a while.
i have no long-sleeved shirts for rainy days like this, and i can say with certitude that lately i've been seeing people here at home from france. at first glance, at least. they make me glance again because they're so familiar. it's dreamy. i've lost myself in "lost" and hate how i can't wait for a new episode to come on each week. i'm so manipulated by television, media, makeup, new office supplies.