May 18, 2006 12:34
My french has improved to the point where I can get three hours of sleep, be severely hung over with a lingering feeling of wanting to vomit all over the place all the time, study for a half hour and successfully write about three pages. Well, I guess I'll really find out when I get the grade, but for now I feel bouncy!!
Last night was so fun, and I have changed my mind that some guys are nice and he totally played blues for me, one of his one creations which was beautiful and then we chilled to some more blues music played by local jazz bands which were AMAZING and totally listend to "one scotch, one bourbon, one beer" (which reminded me of Kevin and how he can play guitar like a mother fuckin' riot and just how much I missed talking to him), and then he let me pass out on his bed while he passed out on the couch so that I didn't have to make the 30 min walk home through Nantes drunkenly at 3am, he has a girlfriend and he's moving to Florida in couple of weeks so I don't know if they are going to stay together, but whoever lands this guy is fucking lucky as all hell. By far one of my best experiences talking to a french guy and went way beyond the twinkle in their eye when they realize "oh, your american" with a stupid ass grin on their face.