Self-explanatory Love

 

 Kiera.

Graphic Conversations

 
Right now in the TA office, a girl is talking about the day of her baby's conception. 

She also compared her fetus to rice cooking in a rice cooker. 

On a more PG note, one of the Spanish TAs is recounting the story of his first kiss with his wife.

I'm surprised that she married him at all.

Thank goodness for eternal progression.

Back on the Hunt

I snapped out of my post-graduation-planning lethargy today and applied for a job on a whim. I put on my black pencil skirt and best smile and handed over my fresh-off-the-printer resume.

Somehow, after sullenly despairing about it for months, I have find something that I will really like to do. For a year. In China. While being paid an expat salary (kind of). With housing allowance. And traveling subsidies. And medical insurance. And a moving budget. And free meals every day.

I will definitely trade my new creme brulee torch for this job (Sorry Chelsea).