If you didn't catch it from the title my life over the past few days has consisted of being a TOC in a french class and doing crossword puzzles while watching Gerard's nasally superior performance dans le film Cyrano de Bergerac. Its still funny the third time.
The crosswords aren't so bad either. I have never been good at them but the last few days has brought some success at even the New York Times daily.
Life is I admit dripping by. but by a drip the ocean could be emptied. It is because of this that I am seeking other occupations. It may come down to the old faithful "seeking my fortune" gig. you know the one where the guy walks out the door with a stick over his shoulder with a stuffed kerchief tied to the end. Come to think of it though most of those stories end with giants and gold and selling everything and gaining nought but the knowledge that home is where the heart is. mmeh
its probobly still worth the walk.