during fashion week...
When sarah was in town from Hong Kong.
Plans, they sure are such a PAIN IN THE ARSE....geez... I am done with planning for now, and the 'future'. I can't stand planning, but it seems I am so good at it...what to do??? what a 'situation inextricable' well folks, my time is running short in good old Europe.
It was my good amie Amy's Bday...she helped me move here to Paris last year, and we also came together to Paris when we were in university, I would say it was THE best trip of our lives, and between us two, we pretty much traversed the entire fucking planet multiple times over. We always say 'ahhhh, remember that fantastic trip to GAY PAR-EE???' we celebrated Amy's birthday here sooooooo many MANY years ago, on that trip, AGES AND AGES ago..when it was the french francs...ah, but never mind that, timing is everything, and reminisicing makes me feel realllly old which makes me feel realllllly WORN-OUT and I need my energy...
Look, I am not exactly sappy or an affectionate person, and that would be an understatment, but I do get sentimental....a LOT... I remember when we were here, we were sooooo happy, we came to visit our dear friend Gentry, who was studying at the Sorbonne for a year. Life was never the same after that year, the end of youth. Gentry got cancer, I slowly became depressed and neurotic, everyone started becoming alcoholics, or medicated, or both...and then life started to move fast and work work work work work, working together, working alone, insuring, always for the future...C'est LA VIE, and the future came...and LA vie became not worth living...even wheneverything turned out according to plans.
It was my good amie Amy's Bday...she helped me move here to Paris last year, and we also came together to Paris when we were in university, I would say it was THE best trip of our lives, and between us two, we pretty much traversed the entire fucking planet multiple times over. We always say 'ahhhh, remember that fantastic trip to GAY PAR-EE???' we celebrated Amy's birthday here sooooooo many MANY years ago, on that trip, AGES AND AGES ago..when it was the french francs...ah, but never mind that, timing is everything, and reminisicing makes me feel realllly old which makes me feel realllllly WORN-OUT and I need my energy...
Look, I am not exactly sappy or an affectionate person, and that would be an understatment, but I do get sentimental....a LOT... I remember when we were here, we were sooooo happy, we came to visit our dear friend Gentry, who was studying at the Sorbonne for a year. Life was never the same after that year, the end of youth. Gentry got cancer, I slowly became depressed and neurotic, everyone started becoming alcoholics, or medicated, or both...and then life started to move fast and work work work work work, working together, working alone, insuring, always for the future...C'est LA VIE, and the future came...and LA vie became not worth living...even wheneverything turned out according to plans.
I am lucky to have such a wonderful life, wonderful memories, wonderful friends and loving family, and people that support me with all my 'fanciful notions'. I feel like the luckiest woman alive, only because I realize how lucky I am. I am sad to leave because I have been happy here, lonely and poor,NO, not even 'happy' (that would be the overstatement of the year) but VERY VERY content...mental fucking vacation, but I don't have my childhood friends, I don't have my family. I came here a year ago, thinking I didn't have anyone. less then 40 people in my little black book...ALL basically my family and my childhood friends, people that I had taken for granted for a long time and had taken me for granted for a long time also. I am so glad for the (very few) new friends I have made here (I can't almost bear to leave them now too!) in Europe... From a massive email list of 0ver 700 people, my 'new' email list was less then 40 when I moved. I really don't think L.A. suits me...BUT that is where I am loved unconditionally, anyways by my wonderful 40 people that accept that I am looney and lovable anyways. that's enough, and more than enough for anybody...and plus I am a grown-ass 30 yr old woman and not a young girl anymore. I BELIEVE it now. after a hard days work, I have no 'pep'. I am not as fast and quick and cheery as I used to be, c'est comme ca...I think I need a physical vacation from my mental vacation. Hawaii...Tahiti...Oh la la...I use to HATE tropical places and do-nothing-vacations....I GUESS I am getting OLD...hehe....
SO THE list of touristy shit I THOUGHT I WOULD do here but didn't get around to and could of easily done...BUT DIDNT:
1 visit allll the wine regions and buy a bunch-o-wine
2 CHAMPAGNE region and GET LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of it.
3 deauville, to see the beach
4 provence, in the summer
5 french alps, skiing
6 Berlin, I realllllly wanted to rent a porsche GTS or something, for the autobahn.
I shoulda done all these things, not so difficult, really, but it IS...I SWEAR!!! I guess I can instead 'look forward' to doing them at a future date at some point?
SO... When a get back, look forward to my annual blog address change, email address change and different social network change requests...sorry...gotta stop, running out of aliases!!!
SO THE list of touristy shit I THOUGHT I WOULD do here but didn't get around to and could of easily done...BUT DIDNT:
1 visit allll the wine regions and buy a bunch-o-wine
2 CHAMPAGNE region and GET LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of it.
3 deauville, to see the beach
4 provence, in the summer
5 french alps, skiing
6 Berlin, I realllllly wanted to rent a porsche GTS or something, for the autobahn.
I shoulda done all these things, not so difficult, really, but it IS...I SWEAR!!! I guess I can instead 'look forward' to doing them at a future date at some point?
SO... When a get back, look forward to my annual blog address change, email address change and different social network change requests...sorry...gotta stop, running out of aliases!!!
