pillango

i went to paris for 2 days. it was pretty fantastic, my trip.

except an attempted ass-grab from a loser 17 year old who thought i was belgian (the cheeky bastard, the french hate belgians).

we saw a fully operational bordello in the middle of the afternoon. it was sly, but obvious when staked. and stake we did. the women were old and horridly dressed. i thought i could do better, were i a whore.

oh, and short skirt on a metro? never again.

notre dame made me cry. in a good way.

the boy is coming to visit me on dec 9th. he will stay over a month and we will go to hungary and the ex-yu for about 10 days.

now if only i could rid myself of this pesty cold.... and meet more french friends.

french friends? yah.