My life, in one way, is exceedingly boring. And yet, I have lots of stress and strange stories. Odd. Mayhaps I will jot these ditties down....
Mustard on the Side
Monday, November 22, 2010
Follow Through
Apparently, I am incapable of committing to writing as I should. This is my feeble attempt at a second entry. Hopefully this will jog me into writing more often.
Monday, July 19, 2010
What's in a name?
Upon reading the book "Petite Anglaise" I decided to delve into the world of blogging. I don't necessarily feel I have an original perspective or something Earth shattering to share, but I do enjoy the idea of cathartic release.
I chose my moniker due to my love of my French home, Dijon. I lived and worked there and to me it is the single most beautiful place in the world. I'm sure everyone has heard of Dijon mustard, which does, in fact, come from the town. Though I must tell you, the mustards you get at the store are not really anything like the real thing. I miss Dijon and France in general so much it hurts sometimes. I wish I could move back and make a life there. Sadly, I'm not even really sure to begin. Since my French existence has passed for now and I don't have many opportunities to use my language skills, I chose Mustard on the Side. I do very much feel that my real life has somehow been sidelined.
I guess I'll let you in on a little bit about myself. As I mentioned, I have a love affair with France and was a French major in undergrad. I got accepted to THE Ohio State University for a Masters in French, but left after my first year. It really wasn't what I expected it to be or what I wanted. Come to find out it's not so fun to feel like an idiot every day. Now I'm trying to find a job that I could parlay into a career. Needless to say it's not going swimmingly. Other than trolling Monster.com and working a crap job, I spend a lot of time with my cat, Fadette. Most of my friends in C-bus (Columbus, OH) have boyfriends, work, and lives in general so I end up being the third wheel or left out entirely. It's lonely, but I do get a chance to read and take full advantage of my new Netflix account. Seriously, Netflix is the best thing since penicillin.
Hopefully I will have things to write about soon. I'm sure there are plenty of things I could ramble on about, but I am quite tired so my literary skills are not at their best. I'll get back into the groove when I'm more conscious.
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