Just read an article called "
reasons to get a tattoo" and it listed memories, tributes, and passions. Check, check, and check.
Welp, that's it. Unless I get sick of looking at the words written on my foot during the upcoming week, it's gonna get permanent. As Yvonne pointed out on my last entry, this is what "vivre à en crever" is all about. It's better to regret something you did do than wonder about something you didn't. The bad news is I won't be good to go swimming for basically the rest of my time in the US. The good news is Kelley is stoked about this idea and really ready to drive me to the place. I googled a bit and kept coming up with the name of a place in Raleigh, and when I asked a friend who grew up here where she wants to get her tattoo done she named the same place. Apparently it has an amazing reputation.
In France news, I CANNOT GET THE ATLANTA CONSULATE WEBSITE TO WORK to schedule my appointment. That's basically the only step I have left besides a followup at the doctor on Saturday for my medical form. I'm SO. CLOSE. I called them and the phone said to email them so I did that earlier today and now I'm waiting. I check the site every once in a while, but it WILL NOT WORK. I hope this is a site malfunction and not a sign that all the appointments are booked for the rest of the summer somehow. I guess there's no way I can go to a different consulate? Or make them HURRY UP the visa process? Ffffff.
I WANT TO BUY A PANINI SPÉCIALE GENIA FROM THE CRÊPE LADY IN THE QUARTIER LATIN FOR TWO EUROS AND FIFTY CENTIMES AND I WANT TO DO THAT ASAP
I WANT TO HEAR THE DING OF MY NAVIGO PASS WORKING
I WANT TO SEE CREEPY DUDES SELLING EIFFEL TOWER KEYCHAINS