greetings from paris!
hey all. yes, i am in france. no, i have not died yet. yes, these keyboards are fucking impossible because there are about 9 million extra letters and the organization is all screwy. but kirsten and i got here safely and we are now chilling in an internet cafe, using up our time that we bought. how freaking parisian are we, yo. anyhow, i'm going to allow kirsten to take the helm once more because i am tired of feeling retarded on this keybard. oh, the french. you make things so difficult for silly little american me.