I'm tired of feeling nothing goodbye...
So I am in France. I have been here for forty two days which seems like forever to me. Last night I had a dream about donuts and cold milk. That's so sad. It's not that France is a bad place. France is a gorgeous wonderful country and Paris is still one of my favorite cities (even if it does smell like urine). The town I am in sucks beyond belief. There is absolutely nothing to do and I'm definately not learning French. One good thing has come of this though. I am now good friends with Jeanette Norris, who is incredibly cool. We have good times together. I worry about Grant. Now that he is in Austria I feel like he is getting distant. I guess all I can do is wait it out and see what happens.