WARNING!!!: After a certain age deciding to sleep on the floor is just plain stupid . . . especially if back problems run in your family ( Read more... )

Okay, so I haven't been dead. I just have been . . . busy. And incapacitated.

In short I'm home and no longer crying nightly for Paris and the Garbage concert was freakin' A!

Home in two days. It's a relief and very very sad. Ah, Paris how I will miss you. You with your smelly metro and July sales.

But, ah, to go home. Fresno; with your smog and cups full of ice.

frog legs are delicious!

Escargot is delicious!

Today we went to the Tour Montparness which is the tallest building in Paris. It's got a fantastic panoramic view. Gotta go. I'm off to the Louvre!

Paris is a blast. If it weren't for Mary's wedding and my family I'd never go home. We went to Notre Dame yesterday. Let me just say, whoah!

Ce tout!

Welp, chippies. It's off to the motherland for me. I'll see y'all in a month. maybe sooner, we do have internet over there. Don't miss me too much, and if y'all wanna send me some moola just call mumsy.

Au revoir!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, well it's still the hum drum life for me. Aside from learning the hangout for spankers no really big news . . . oh, yeah and if some people stop acting like crack whores I'm goin' to Paris in a little over a week! SO exciting. Is that . . . oh yes it is. I've peed my pants.

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