the pictures that really don't represent anything...

independance! from what?? no one knows.

arch d 3umph.

my roomie

some gay firemen from the port royal party on ID day.

tee hee.

where amelie was filmed.

my gay roomie.

this is the first asshole i saw in paris.

venus de milooooo

napoleons death mask!!! soo ugly.

nike of samonthrace

and c'est tout.
nothing interesting i told you.

hello world.

i'm in paris. je ne sais pas encore combien de temps je vais rester. ostensibly, i'm here to learn french, and rest from the oh so many privelaged glimpses into the human heart that i've had recently in chicago, where i want to be, and no longer wish to return to.

i don't care for any much more of those, but i miss my roomies. and hope. and a handful of other people that, of course, i wouldn't want to list like an itinerary.

yes. but the food here is better. i think all of you would agree. and the people here aren't as cute as in NY, where i dont ever want to live.

having said that,

goodbye.