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so i am in Saclay, France, in some random girls basement and this keyboard is SO FUCKED UP. it is 12:02 am and i think the rest of the "party" are busy getting drunk downstairs. i can hear some of them outside shrieking. tomorrow i am going to a french wedding with people i do not know, and then on sunday i am going camping on a remote french island and probably will not shower for a long time. sarah rudney, i told the french that i knew rouge rouge but they have never heard of it. i managed to climb on the roof so that was nice but other than that i am a little bored today. and i think im still jetlagged. i hope everyone is having a lovely time. i like that the french kiss each other when they see each other. it is nice. but i dont like when they all kiss me before learning my name. it feels odd. catherine and calvin, clotilde (the french girl from 2 years ago) still remembers you. i vaguely feel like sleeping for a year. i miss....people. my bed. my cat. i bought some of you postcards but i cant mail them until next week.
catherine what is the number of your house?
catherine what is the number of your house?