I did a stupid thing. An amazingly stupid thing, considering that I've been in charge of laundry for the past most-of-a-year. You'd think I wouldn't do something like put clothes that are never supposed to go in the dryer in the dryer.
But if you thought that, turns out you'd be wrong.
An account of what I did with my year in Paris. Acclimatization, observation, perturbation, excitement, all those things you run into when in a new place. Armed with a minuscule apartment, a barely halting knowledge of French and a beautiful woman working on her dissertation, I try to survive and thrive.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
76. Putting it off til the Last Minute
I'm having trouble, my loves. I keep not writing and not writing each day, until it's late and I feel bad. I think I wrote a sonnet about this just a couple days ago, and now I'm doing it again. Why? Because I put off doing it until after I should have had it up already. I'm a bad person and I ask your forgiveness.
| This picture doesn't have a lot to do with what I'm talking about, except as an example of the things I'm doing instead of writing. |
75. Not about a tattoo
I got a tattoo today. But I'm not going to write about it. See, I was busy getting it and then having a celebratory drink or so with my awesome-like-you-read-about best-friend Robert, so I'm going to put it off til tomorrow when I have time to give it a good thought and bring to bear the full brunt of my skill. See, it's because I love you.
| I'm on the left. Robert's on the right. It's hard to tell us apart, I know. |
Sunday, June 10, 2012
74. Naked People
Saturday, June 9, 2012
73. Quality Control
Time was, my Stars and Smileys, I'd go sit at Villa Borghese, have a beer, and crank out two, sometimes three sonnets in a day. But now we're back Stateside and seeing people, having fun, speaking English, and it's becoming harder to find time to just be by myself and get my writing done. I wrote a sonnet today about spending the day with Megan and her brother and his family at Jordan Lake, and when Megan heard it she was like, "Meh."
| "Meh." is what this face is saying. Although it may be a little come-hither now that I stare at it. |
Friday, June 8, 2012
72. Dinosaurs
One of the things that scares me most, my loves, is dinosaurs. They're terrifying. They are heartless monsters and we are lucky they're gone and we don't have to struggle against them for survival. We're spending this weekend with Megan's brother and his family, and I have been reminded that dinosaurs haven't left us completely.
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