Today was my last day at the website. We went out for lunch, and my colleague bought me 'Chinatown' as a parting gift, after I revealed earlier this week I'd never seen it. Working in the office has been so much fun, even if I have had to cobble together conversation pieces with my French colleagues!

In the abstract, I will tell you that you can't always pick your colleagues but it helps to have some chat even if you wouldn't be friends outside of work. I was lucky - young office, more anglophones that you'd expect: I made ace friends. I'm going to miss my boss - an Oxbridge grad, as of two years ago, thirdwave feminism, uberhip, and very funny - and the other intern, because she and I have kept each other company in a strange foreign city where we have no other friends. Our friendship of necessity turned into us really liking each other's company.

But the place I worked before was cool too, and not everyone was my age. To be frank, I'm sure there's a lot of shit jobs I could do, provided I had fun colleagues.

What about you guys, do you get on with your colleagues or not? Any horror stories? Tips on how to make friends at work?

To conclude Paris, I would say I really enjoyed it, would recommend a similar internship to anyone, and will miss the city ('s bakeries) like mad.

On my return to England, I'm going to be scouring the job pages for the hottest arts-grad jobs around, and delivering them straight to this blog. Check back this time next week for the first installment! - Eurostarlette

My séjour is nearly over, now, and I'm feeling pretty good. Paris makes me happy! I'm really enjoying my job: working on a feature to mark the second series of 'Gavin + Stacey' going to terrestial - cue discovering the second series via internet telly. It's called Research, people, so technically it's unpaid overtime!

Plus I am between two sets of visitors: this weekend, two high-school girlfriends came, we saw Monet's waterlily paintings, ate pastries, had steak and red wine and realised we're all now 'young professionals'... Funny... Bit like discovering you're starring in an episode of 'This Life'.... Perhaps I need to reinstate the line between 'TV' and 'Real Life' again. But it's funny how having familiar people in a strange city helps you relax a bit.

I'm going to miss Paris, but I'm so so happy with the thought of being back in the country - merely a trainride from all my favourite people. I'm back on the job-hunt (boo) and have so far been offered a first-stage interview with a tutorial school in Bristol (yay). Wouldn't be in media/journalism, but it still looks an interesting full-time role. I'd be working in education, with kids, helping kids read good, maybe teaching book-esque things; I'd be in a team, hopef work with people my age, get responsibility, etc etc etc. All those things would keep me happy and busy.

So I'm not too depressed by my job prospects - let's face it, I could get getting the boot from Citigroup. How about the rest of you, how's it going? ...Dying to hear about your successes and frustrations in the job market. Leave comments?