The continuing story of a quack who's gone to the dogs...

So here we are on a Friday night and I'm making a new entry for all of my devoted fans. I know that 4 days sans nouvelles de moi must have sent you into major withdrawl, but here I am. I managed to survive my first week at work. I have to admit, it was a close one... I'm pretty sure there was about a 40% chance I would get fired today. But fear not, I live to fight another day. Hopefully things start to get easier with each passing week. I can't afford to be out of work again. I'm already cutting it pretty close as it is. But enough about that.

Today is Friday the 13th and a friend of Kate's is having a "Bad luck" party to celebrate. Sounds like it could be alot of fun. And since it's being thrown by a newfie, the bevies will be flowing well into the mornin'. That should be good for a laugh or two...

This is also the last weekend that Vanessa, the French exchange student, will be in town. She's finished her internship for the semester, so she'll be heading back to France on Tuesday. Definitely an interesting character, that's for sure. I don't think I've met anyone as obsessed with food (everything from the preparation of it to the consumption of it) as she is. A couple of months ago she dropped by and literally talked for 2 straight hours about food. I think it's a cultural thing. I don't know too much about France, in general, so I guess I really shouldn't comment, but whatever. In any case, it looks like whoever is around will be hitting the bars tomorrow night to celebrate her departure.

Katie just called, so I've got to get going. Off to the badluck party!