My first entry in ages, have been so naughty, got sucked into lots of guild drama, and life drama and have been on the evil shift so not exactly the most sociable of bunnies anyway.
But, since I've managed to get myself sick (again I might add) I figured I'd spend some quality time at the keyboard. On the subject of being sick, I don't know what's wrong. We had people round on Saturday, mostly just friends from work and their respective partners, about 13 in all I think. Made fajitas and drank tequila slammers and had a mighty good time. Woke up feeling a little dodgy on Sunday, but figured that was to be expected, but yesterday, was violently sick trying to get ready for work. Now, no-one else is ill, so everything was cooked just fine ;) so either I'm allergic to tequila, or something else is off.
I've been wondering about the water. I know most Parisians drink bottled water, in fact, I think most of France do, however I thought this was just preference. Mostly we drink the bottled stuff, but on occasion we run out and drink tap water. Never really thought it a problem until now, but it seems to coincide with both times that I have been sick over here. Have a docs appointment for tomorrow anyway, so I might ask.
Rach is still here. I'm starting to think I should probably get her a social security number and so on, but, as a same-sex couple, not sure how she'd be officially recognised over here. Obviously she's my dependent, and has no income herself, and to be honest, I wouldn't have the first clue about how to register her over here either. I understand it has something to do with a translated birth certificate (not actually done my own yet :O ) but where to send it is another matter. I shall start browsing some websites and see what crops up.
I've also signed up for French lessons, my first being tomorrow (assuming I'm back from the doctors in time). Glad that I've done it, I can get by with no problems at all, but when caught off guard still hear pardon, je ne parle pas francais trotting out of my mouth on instinct, when actually, I have understood most of what was said to me. There are occasions where France still wins, such as the evil courier company that is holding my Easter Eggs, and refusing to answer to my attempt at trying to get them redelivered. However, being able to answer people that ask about my hair dye when I'm shopping would be nice!
Ok, I need to go and try to eat something, to be sure I'm not going to be sick again, or know that I am ... Either way, I need to determine what the ominous gurgling sounds mean.