French Fries and Frenchmen

Hello my darlings...so I'm staying in for the first night in a thousand years and I'm pretty excited about it and so is my liver. I had my interview at the gallery yesterday...not as posh as I was expecting at all. It turns out I will NOT be Jennifer Aniston from the breakup, sorry to disappoint some of you. I think I will be doing mainly office work such as keeping all the artists profiles up to date, entering new works, etc. I'm thinking it will be fun and a good experience. I'm only working with two other chicks and one of them is named Giata, so she's probably good at cooking. Last night Erin went on her date with the Englishman (Jamie) and had a fabulous time while I went to a club with a group from our flat. It was a night full of drunkardness and bad decisions. Needless to say my 8am wake up call was a little intense. The tube ride to school I was definitely still drunk for and the two hour lecture on the British education system was kind of like poking my eyeball with a pen.

But after the eyeball poking session myself, Chad, Christine, and Elizabeth walked around outside of school and ran into a street market, where I purchased a pretty girl dress for 15 pounds and a grey wool coat for 15 pounds! What a deal. Erin on the other hand, was in a posher area of London today after her interview and went on the craziest shopping spree I have ever heard of: a rain coat (97 pounds), boots (90 pounds), a sweater, heels, a dress, and skinny jeans. She called me afterwards and it was like someone had just given her meth, it was hilarious. I also got my bangs trimmed today...but when I went into the hairdressers and said "Can anyone trim my bangs right now?" Everyone looked at me like I was an idiot, apparently bangs are called fringes. Kinda cute, might bring that one back to the states.

I almost forgot to mention that I have a date with a Frenchman tomorrow (Marcel). hehe. We are meeting up in Piccadilly Circus for cocktails and then possibly clubbing afterwards. I met him at a club one night, and I don't 100% remember what he looks like, but my friend told me he has amazing bone structure, so it can't be half bad right? haha, sometimes I even know how ridiculous I sound. He called me today to make date plans and has a totally thick Frenchman accent, he called me Heh Lee. Don't worry Scott and Jill, I have devised an emergency plan with Erin and Sharday in case he turns out to be a total creep, they will call half way through my date and pretend that there is an emergency (also similar to Jennifer Aniston in The Breakup). So, I'm basically all covered there.

Cait I hope you have recovered by now, you were absolutely pathetic earlier. I believe that contains all my updates as of now. Love you all and miss you as much as I miss American food. OOH one last thing...the bacon sucks here. Riley, remember the time in high school where Jeff Guy tried to cook bacon one morning and totally did not cook it long enough at all? Ya...thats what the bacon is like. And there is bacon on EVERYTHING. Along with french fries...so many french fries, or as they call them "crisps." I think I will never eat another french fry again after this trip. Ok, I'm done ranting about the food for now. Love Love!