Four major things contributed to the dream I had last night:
1. Watching the Misfits and Time-Traveling Simon (Sorry if I ruined that for you).
2. Reading all of Palo Alto in one night ( Read more... )

I'm in heaven. A million thanks go out to Aunt Laura and Uncle Fred. They came to visit Paris for "Paris Photo" and invited me to come visit them for the weekend. They put me up in this fantastic hotel (Hotel Marrouniers), and I've just been tagging along on all of their Parisian adventures. (Photos to come ( Read more... )

As much as I'd like to say that the events of the past "weekend" (Sunday-Tuesday) diminished my love for the city of lights, love, and other things that start with "L", that is not the case. Maybe I'm a masochist (not in the sexual way), maybe I'm a glutton for punishment, or maybe I have some sort of unconditional love for the FIRST international ( Read more... )

When I came to France, I NEVER imagined I would have SUCH an issue with clothing and fit. France is supposed to be the fashion capitol of the world, right? Yeah, that's what I thought. There are some interesting pieces here, but the things that top my wishlist right now are ( Read more... )

Today was the 4th day without classes. Apparently, the students VOTED yesterday to continue the "strike" and "blocking" the entrace to the school. Here are my problems with those "two" things ( Read more... )

So I've realized what's been bothering me the most about this French Teaching Assistantship ness: La Grève. I think if there wasn't a strike, and all of my classes were going the way they were supposed to, and students weren't "striking" by not going to school, and everything weren't terribly behind, I'd be ALL about this teaching thing. I love ( Read more... )

I'm still working on the pictures (there's so much to see and do, I kind of forget about my camera). Also, it was rainy and gross today, and I don't really want to test to see if my camera is waterproof (I doubt it ( Read more... )

Never, I repeat, NEVER, travel long distances with 2 large suitcases. Reasons why that's a terrible idea ( Read more... )

Or I'm just too nice. I'm not sure which one. Today was ridiculous. Sketchy guy extravaganza. It was my first day out without the other girls or my "MPF fan club". I blame the fake blondes in America. They are all porn stars, girls next door, or Paris Hilton (so essentially the same thing). All lame people, making a bad name for people like ( Read more... )

So this marks the first week of my international adventure (I guess technically tomorrow is the first week, but whatever), and an adventure it's been. London was expensive and had to be planned out to a tee apparently. I thought that the whole point of Europe was to be spontaneous. I guess not. Apparently in London you have to book a hostel in ( Read more... )