Having a boil cleared is a rather unpleasant process. It involves quite a bit of squeezing and bleeding and pain. In my case it also involves a quarter inch hole left in my knee.

As unpleasant as it is though the subsequent packing of the hole with sterile gauze is less entertaining. The whole process was rather twisted. First comes pushing and squeezing and pulling to get a big chunk of pus out of my knee. Having done all this bloody and painful work to make the hole she just filled it back up with gauze.

On the bright side though I’m on the road to recovery hopefully and I’ll be able to walk semi-normally in a week.

Love,
Will

We’ve been putting together a directory of all the different staff members, trainers and volunteers so that our fresh mea… um, stagiaiers will have some hope of learning the hundred plus new people they’re about to meet.

I’m in this morning because I’ve been asked to add a little bit of information to the entries for the training staff: marital status and number of children.

Last year there was some confusion on the topic for some people. I’m pretty sure it arose for a significant number of the trainers telling the stagiaiers that they weren’t married. =) It’s an odd phenomenon and it seemed especially to happen to the women.

Love,
Will

I laid around the house yesterday reading Harry Potter. Some 270 pages in about five hours. I consider this an accomplishment. Why? Because Harry and his friends were all speaking French. =)

Steph sent two books over that she had purchased long ago and had no use for. I was really glad that she did it since I’d been waiting a year to read _Confessions of a Taoist on Wall Street_. (Which I finished before I even left Paris.)

I figured Harry Potter would be tougher, being in French and all. What I think really helped was that the version of the book I had followed the movie really closely, so I had to understand even less than normal to follow along. Amazingly though, every so often I’d realize that I’d just been reading and not thinking at all about it being in French.

I bought a couple comics in France and I know that my reading level is still definitely pretty low, but it was encouraging nonetheless.

There were a couple of extenuating circumstances that helped. One, my knee is in bad enough shape I can hardly walk. Two, the only thing readily edible in my house was instant coffee and I drank about half a liter of it. So, the usual soporific effects of French were offset a bit. =)

Love,
Will