I've been busy. Doing nothing in particular, just busy. I'm jobless (again). I had an informal interview yesterday. I believe it was a success. Hmm. I think.
I left Oz to visit home for a bit. I'm so glad I did. I helped my parents with their harvest. I visited with the grandparents (they're in their 90s, bless them). I ate buckets of good food. My dad's blackberry apple pies are HEAVENLY. Despite the goodness of home, I'm glad to be back in Oz. Good ol' Oz.
Life here reminds me of the States. It doesn't challenge me in the same way that France did. I don't find myself yelling at the sky or shedding tears by the seine. I don't find that I'm growing in the same way (although I'm absolutely still growing in every way possible EXCEPT size). I still miss France. I miss Paris. I'll live there again someday, but now I've got this Oz adventure going on. I'm happy here. Sam and I are having a great time. There ARE kangaroos all over the place. Gosh!
On other topics, I'm in debt. I've joined the huge debt club. The thing is, I don't regret gaining the debt. The majority of my debt is university-related. I don't regret it one bit. The other part of my debt is travel related. I don't regret that debt either. Being obliged to immediately pay back my school debt is something I do regret, or perhaps the better word is 'upset.' I hate that American culture is so entrenched in going to school, getting a great job and then retiring. The culture makes it nearly impossible for the average person to do something other than get a conventional job after university. Yet money is money and it has to be paid back sometime (and I'm paying! Don't think that I've defaulted on loans). I digress.
So yes, I'm back in the blogosphere. Again.
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