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listening to edIT and walking by the pantheon i nearly died in the most extreme emotional way ever. I cannot believe at all what i am about to do rather what i have already taken part in. it has been relatively easy thanks to mutual friends and booze. i wish iwere seeing more, but i can't imagine walking down anymore streets or riding anymore trains. tomorrow i take off for angers and with that comes a couple tests and meeting a new mother for a couple weeks. i'm curious how that will turn out. presently i'm typing across from the jardin de luxembourg and carrying around a bag with the essentials. being books and some dry pants. my french is still broken but i'm working on getting it fixed. i miss pbr and people. joints and other drugs. i miss showers (sort of) and naps. i miss my computer and all my virtual friends even tho we don't hang out (but i wish we did). i missed cylob and am not in france long enough to see leafcutter john.
if anyone wants something from paris that is reasonably cheap and small i will buy it as a gift. keep inmind that i am already bringing back lots of cigarettes and books.
i have begun to associate every bottle of wine as apoximently 30 dishes washed in the states. i can't tell if it makes it easier or harder to get drunk. great sandwiches here.
hey why don't you write me because i miss you, and i'd like to know what is going on even if a giant pond separates us.
xoxxxo
if anyone wants something from paris that is reasonably cheap and small i will buy it as a gift. keep inmind that i am already bringing back lots of cigarettes and books.
i have begun to associate every bottle of wine as apoximently 30 dishes washed in the states. i can't tell if it makes it easier or harder to get drunk. great sandwiches here.
hey why don't you write me because i miss you, and i'd like to know what is going on even if a giant pond separates us.
xoxxxo