end transmission

it's amazing to me, still, how quickly we get from one place to another. yesterday i woke up in paris, took a taxi past the eiffel tower and the arc de triomphe, and then suddenly i was in dulles.

even more amazing is how quickly i was home home. and by home home i mean in the same routines. how quickly i adapted to my bed, my shower, my car. somehow i thought something should have changed.

and i also finally felt grown up, in a funny way. when i went into my room, i felt so different from it. my clothes were odd. the pictures of me and friends seemed so long ago. having your own place (albeit financed by the parents) really does make a difference. so strange.

also, need to get back to paris, and stat. must start brainstorming ideas of jobs that will force me to go there and stay there.

over and out, comrades. thanks for your time.

PHANTOM MANOR'D!!!

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh DISNEYLAND PARIS! woo!

the phantom manor still scared my pants off. i sat uncomfortably close to tara. she liked it. also i suck at the buzz lightyear shootout game and space mountain is way cooler than i thought. i also enjoyed the snow white ride, which last time i went i didn't do because it was too scary (my mom and i rode the dumbo ride like 5 times instead). the dragon underneath sleeping beauty's castle is so freaky and it's a small world is still pretty "ethnic". all in all a stellar day, esp. the princess parade. ooh, and the cruise through fairytales! still a classic.

take my hand
just like alice in wonderland
it's magic!
at the disney parade

i agree, i agree ever so much, princess parade one song on repeat.

then yesterday we shopshopshopped til we dropdropdropped. just got back from the catacombs...eery. but not as eerie (y? who knows?) as phantom manor. im shivering.

tonight: HIPPOPOTAMUS on the champs. SCORE.

leaving? me? HELL NO!

well, hell yes i guess. sigh.

hot dog summer in the city pt 2

it is SO HOT right now

like, in the nineties of degrees. i am running low on sufficiently airy clothing. i GUESS i have to go shopping. with KATE because she's HERE!!! but unfortunately she and her friend rawaan switched cards and so she has no money, making me her sugar mama (sucre maman). makes me feel rich, but not quite so rich as to purchase an apartment in paris and stay here forever and ever. or at the very least an airconditioning unit.

just finished my last paper late last night but was too hot and tired to do much rejoicing. kierjaja leaves tomorrow so we can all celebrate together. kj already left. boo. hannah and i had a picnic in our park on saturday and it was so cute - except when the park ranger man (not really a ranger, but you get the idea) told us we were on forbidden grass so we had to move TEN WHOLE FEET. or some meters (still don't know conversions, oops). we also saw a man in just his tighty whities. it was not pretty. then we went back to the crazy fondue place and once again stumbled up drunkenly to sacre coeur and once again forayed to pop in, the best place ever. when the night ended with "santa baby," i knew i could sleep satisfied. except it was TOO HOT. ahem.

on todays agenda: give an expose in french in approx. 1 hour. eep. it's about augustine, who is one of my more favorite people, so that shouldn't be too bad. just have to remember the whole "just need a passing grade" thing. you know.

and um, we're going to EURODISNEY on wedensday. thinking about it makes me want to cry with joy. oops, there goes a little tear.

can anybody hear me?

well hello tigers

i sort of doubt that anyone still reads this thing, but tant pis, i'm gonna write in it anyway.

so paris is finally pretty and sunny after being mostly grey. i'm trying to think of what i've done since last post...lots of stuff, including finally work. ha. also we went to the best bar ever called pop in: the first time after whiskey and cokes we ended up in some lesbian bar called pulp where i think we scared them, and the second time we ate an entire pizza (again after whiskey and coke) and then went back to tara and angie's and had a madcrazy photoshoot until about 4:30 in the morning. then i woke up and had an academic crisis, but that's beside the point.

and in other more exciting news, kate and charlotte are coming! this week! like tomorrow...wild. which means i should def be writing an expose on augustine right now...or my paper on arm reliquaries...but no matter. i'm sure you, my non-existent readers, are ever so delighted to have a new post.

la la la...totally procrastinating. bah AND humbug. yesterday i spent 7 hours in the library. that was fun. today i should also spend 7 hours in the library: we'll see if this happens. i'm putting my money on no (maybe 5 hours, max).

also, i don't want to leave paris on june 19. at all.

le sigh.

i can never think of titles

some things:

there is nothing quite like going to a bar with your 55 year old program directors and seeing them take shots. there is nothing quite like drinking unlimited wine provided by brown. there is nothing quite like: LA ROCHELLE. (for everything else there's mastercard?)

anyway, clearly la rochelle and ile de re were hits. many embarassing facebook pictures of me losing inhibitions, but hey, it happens. of course, we got back all tan and happy and huggy only to realize that now it was time to do work. lots of work. lots of confusing, unclear work, which is why i'm sitting in the brown office writing this instead of going to the library. i'm clever like that. but i AM working; i'm using the off-campus version of brown library to look up articles about relics and reliquaries, specifically those that take the shape of what they contain (ie, got a saint's arm bone? put it in an arm-shaped reliquary!) next on the long list is an in-depth look into the world of commerce in fourth-century rome and the problem of the christian merchant.

speaking of which, i saw da vinci code on opening day: complete waste of time. cheesy flashbacks to the inquisition and misinformation about the emperor constantine? not my cup of tea. although i must say i didn't really expect much more. when we left the theatre people were handing out flyers that said "WARNINGS AGAINST A LYING FILM" - as tara said, however, "when was the last time i went to the movies to see truth?" i will say though that they made the movie less one-sided than the book, that is, the movie at least didn't villanize the entire christian faith (only large parts of it, but hey, that's something). and i still have a crush on paul bettany and jean reno, and a dislike for tom hanks, especially when he has a hilarious balding mullet.

oh, and also, my first child's name is going to be eufronius or zenobius.

wolverine!

stockholm: a photo diary.

ryan air snack pack: perfect for sharing!


preganancy, right down to the umbilical cord.


tara and kevin on the arranged-marriage honeymoon to skansen.


GRONA LUND: the happiest place on earth.


the promised WOLVERINE!


and that's not even all! but you get the idea. plus i'm tired of uploading pictures.

this weekend: the (pretend) riviera - la rochelle and ile de re. vogue magazine said it was the next big thing. BAM!

the love boat?

ah no time! florence was wonderful, saw like every piece of art i ever studied EVER, then i got back and classes started again with a vengeance and suddenly surprisingly sillily i have work to do. shoshana from middle school visited paris and we had a grand old time despite the fact we haven't really hung out since i was 12, then i checked out a bunch of books at the library today, and tonight, tara and i are going to sweden.

yes, sweden. not quite sure what to expect. except our hostel is on a boat - SCORE. and they have an ecological breakfast buffet. DOUBLE score.

forgot to tell my parents i was going until last night. oops!

so um yes i promise to write about the sweden-ness. "is it raining in sweden?", as the words to a popular song by thurston-oing-ahmedinejad go; i suppose i will find out.