It was Monday, I think, when I was transferring lines at Montparnasse that I realized that I will be coming back sometime to live again in Paris. Maybe not anytime soon, but still, sometime ( Read more... )

So most everything is wonderful.

I had an excellent weekend and the weather is behaving itself. Sunday was so relaxing and fun. Manue (roommate) and I went to the massive Sunday street market to get our veggies and fruits, then we went off to the Louvre (which I apparently can't pronounce--or so I hear) because it's free on the first Sunday of ( Read more... )

My roommate is crazy. She is always telling me to turn off my lights. Sometimes during the day when I have the light on, she will turn it off. Really, the sun that manages to sneak through the pollution here is just not sufficient for reading ( Read more... )

Things are better. The weather is better. I will soon have visitors. My roommate and I are getting along just swimmingly. She is gone for the weekend, so I am on her computer. She is sort of a computer nazi most of the time. But she is really a great person--whatever that means today ( Read more... )

Still in Penticton. I don't too much mind though. It's snowing in Vancouver today, so HA-HA rain people. Last year, it snowed in Vancouver for a few hours and everyone acted as if it was doom's day. Ridiculous ( Read more... )

Alright. It's New Year's Eve, daytime. I'm in Penticton which normally wouldn't prevent me from funning-it up. But today, oh today, none of my friends are here. Well, they are. But they're the diluted-dialated ones. Less fun ones. It's all just less comfortable with them. I should have returned to Vancouver yesteday with my pa, but I didn't. Zut. ( Read more... )