Hello everyone! I have neglected my blog, i know. I have many funny anecdotes to re-live with you all. The gay pride festival (aaah!), Bastille Day, Pattie and Jonny's arrival... However, I write this from Chicago airport and it is a matter of emergency that I write. I may regale you with tales of exclusive french clubs and international D.Js any time. Stories of being serenaded by topless transvestites can wait. This is important. Stand-by travel is a test of wit, speed and durability. I feel in all three respects,I can conservatively say Jonny and I are running the champion maratho [View Full Entry]

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The other day when I was sitting at my desk, a clothes hanger came flying through my window. I'm not saying it was the cat but... He has continued to harass me unmercifully. I've near on developed a twitch watching out for him. Ought to write to the council really. I had my first lessons last Thursday and Friday and my, how they were marvelous! I speak French in England, but I do not speak French in France. That is to say, I've spoken it for much of my life, but one underestimates the amount of modification the French language suffers [View Full Entry]

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Next-door's cat has taken a hit out on me. Some may say that I am paranoid, but its not paranoia if someone's really watching you. Or something. I first observed his stake-out about two days ago when I caught sight of his eyes gleaming in the furthermost corner of the courtyard outside my window. As soon as he saw that I had seen him, he bolted indoors. Why this suspicious behavior, I ask you? Well. My windows are floor-to-ceiling, and I am certain he is planning an attack on me and my home. This has continued everyday since. Today he was [View Full Entry]

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I wake up with a start for some reason at 2:30am and sit quietly staring at the ceiling before electing to watch a Poirot. Poirot is one of my top ten people ever. I do not understand why he is not in attendance at more fantasy dinner parties. However, Poirot was dealing with a crime of espionage on an international level, so I turn to Miss Marple for a more lulling rhetoric. Lulling it certainly was, because I oversleep by two hours. And today is the day of The Exam. The Exam is to stream us into classes appropriate to our [View Full Entry]

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It all started on a single idea. I turned to my boyfriend (Jonny) and said: I think I wanna go to Paris. and within the week I had found the course (Intensive course including phonetics at La Sorbonne) and was planning my budget. When I say planning the budget, I mean loosely tossing some numbers around, while Jonny tactfully pointed out that, er, that was all well and good but, er, you have no money. I have no time for these sort of details. My job as a waitress is terrible. Mostly it's my complete aversion to the following: a) being [View Full Entry]

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