Well, it's a beautiful Tuesday morning; my laundry is drying on the lines in the sunshine of the terrasse. Everything is where it should be, and I have so much work to do. Yes, I actually have school work to do--some of which I really love studying. In addition, I'm researching graduate schools, trying to figure out what I'll be doing with my ( Read more... )

This is the single largest facilitator of procrastion I know, other than of course email, when I need to be doing work on my computer.

It's a rainy Friday afternoon in the photo labo. I usually love Fridays here. It's the perfect way to finish the week and start the weekend. Putain, I'm tired. I'm tired and I'm horny. Lord, help me. I really want to seduce my middle-aged Colombian teacher, I have problems. That's all. The rest is just as incoherent and self-deprecating as ( Read more... )

So I think about those phrases, "woman of the world", "world-traveler", et cetera et cetera, all of those qualifications placed on a person once he or she makes an effort either to educate himself or herself further, travel being an integral part inciting such remarks. But really, folks, I'm not a traveler. Yes, I like going to new places, ( Read more... )

I'm at Photo class right now, and I love spending time here. In fact, I spend a lot of time here. Yesterday, I spent 4 hours working on three photos. The project was self-portrait, and dam, I did it good. It's me on the couch in my host-family's apartment, all on the couch, which frames each picture the same way. But that's why it took so long ( Read more... )

I have nothing to cry about. In fact, life has become what I've always yearned for it to be. At the same time, just right now, I am overwhelmed. I have so much to do before I leave Paris, and that departure looms around the corner. I really do not feel ready to be done being here. I love this city, and I have grown up and learned to live here ( Read more... )

It's Tuesday morning; beautiful rain, and I'm being productive. I've had so much going on in the last few weeks--I feel like a sac in the wind some days. I just declared my intent to graduate in Dec. 2005. I'm coming home in a few (and I stress few) short weeks, to work at the Dell for the summer; and then I'll go and finish with my studies in a ( Read more... )

Pareee!!! Pareee!!! Why me? I'm learning how to type on the French clavier. It's not too bad ( Read more... )

Sadly enough, I've proven lacking in comparison to G & L in regards to LJ'ing. But there are worse travesties in the world. As G says, she's the Hemingway to my Dickens--which sounds entirely sexual if one has an equally perverse mind as myself, but really means that I occasionally suffer from logorrhea (look it up, great word). Anyhow, I haven' ( Read more... )

Here are a few photos of myself and good friends, partying in Paris on a Thursday night that no one will soon forget.

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