...so i have been uber bored at work. so bored that i started dreaming up alternative lives to my own.
i would like to be a broody/moody european intellectual. sit in dingy little cafes in paris/brussels drinking very strong coffee, chain-smoking galoise, and having intense intellectual debates. have my own little apartment, maybe like julie delpy's like before sunset. my friends would all be journalists, politicians, diplomats, writers, artists, and other randoms. maybe one of them would even wear a pumpkin on his head for halloween (like the gentleman i saw in brussels last weekend). and i would be publishing my own papers on european politics or european-asian relations, maybe even have a "dr" prefix.
farpavilions probably nearly fell off her chair laughing when i told her about this dream of mine. hope you're still sitting on yours after reading it. :P