Courteny O'Connor is visiting me in two days. Hope she likes sangria and paella. And little bakeries with personal quiches for breakfast every day ( Read more... )

so if anyonw wants postcards they should give me their address please. i must have been a mess because i forgot everything before i left. then i had a dream i was home, visiting, and i fixed it all, and then i woke up. in spain. oh no they´re kicking me out

hi all
real fast

my number is
011-34-675-999-138

and my address is

c/ Bailén 166 1 (little one in corner) 2ª
Barcelona, Spain 08009

um so yeah my wallet was stolen. sweet.

barcelona is really nice though. dammit running out of time, i´ll write again soon, hope everyone is really, really wonderful. hasta pronto and love love love

Not to be a big whiner, but I don´t particularly like Madrid. It´s big and blocky and my hotel is right next to the Palace of Ham. It makes me miss everyone. Not below zero weather though. I wonder if I made the right choice coming back here. And then I remember mojitos....love nicole

Apartment apartment ( Read more... )

So I had this dream a few weeks ago that Quentin Terantino came to my town to shoot a movie when I was a senior in high school. I was an extra on the set, and, you know, we kind of hit it off, Quentin and I. But blah blah, he's not supposed to date his actresses (and now that I think about it, I was in HIGHSCHOOL. I mean granted he's sketchy, ( Read more... )

So...had this dream, a montage dream. Seemingly disconnected but I could use some help with interpretations ( Read more... )

But I saw Dane Cook last night. Now, he claims that he only gets head "you know, like, once every other leap year." Lie. Every single girl, and guy, for that matter, in the Comedy Connection last night would have enthusiastically performed oral service on that boy. It was amazing ( Read more... )

it's demanded that i update, although nothing will be as interesting as fireshots ( Read more... )

So I'm here, and I can't believe it, everything is so familiar it is surreal, like a Dali done in fingerpaints...and I'm torn in a million directions wanting to gush all over everyone at the same time although in the back of my mind I know I'm in denial about wanting to be in Europe still, because half of me does still ( Read more... )