Job prospect #1

So this Irish pub called McMahon's is hiring TWO people. April and I handed in our CVs without knowing this and we got a call a few hours later. Instead of calling back, we were moseying past the pub so we stopped in to talk to the monsieur. Turns out, he just needed a photocopy of our visas to prove that we were legal and he said he would call us tomorrow to set up a meeting with the manager. Strange enough, he asked what our zodiac signs were.... not important information, but funny nonetheless!

It's been raining here non-stop for a week (well, it stopped for a few hours on Sunday). There is rain predicted in the forecast for tomorrow... and Thursday.. hey and even Friday. We're surviving though - even if the bottom of our pants are constantly soakin'!

Depending on how this job situation goes, April, Ryan, and myself may be headed off to Normandy or Arras for Remembrance Day. What better way to remember than by being where it all happened to begin with? It would be an amazing trip indeed!

Time for sleep... or to watch election coverage - it's on every station here. But instead of it being non-biased, the European channels are all about Obama, and some even have his posters up in the background. Party!