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That's a pretty evocative picture you've painted there.
Question: who's 'we'?

Maybe I should try and paint you an evocative picture of all the beautiful French girls who keep walking past the door of this internet caf on their way out for Friday night while I sit her like a lemon typing nonsense...

ok, back again ~ and word. how can you stand such a place for longer than ten minutes? terribly taxing, that.

i'm sure your duffel bag has wearied you quite a bit! at least you are paused within the dynamic of your latest adventure, and able to sort things out a bit, yes? hopefully you are giving yourself proper time to rest et acclimate.

looking foward to reading of your adventures!

I don't know, he's not even in Alaska yet and he's started talking about bears, to wit:
'sometimes you get the bear, sometimes the bear gets you...

But seriously, thanks for the advice. (I have had a load of it following my rather sombre last post, most of it very interesting.) I have, in fact, been trying my best to smile at all the beautiful boys and girls in Paris, but it's a struggle as smiling doesn't come naturally (see earlier journal about my 'parsimonious mouth')...
Today, in fact, after working all day, I went out at rush hour and rode around on the metro just so I could stare at people and practise smiling (I managed it once or twice, actually, which is better than nothing).
I'm intrigued by the other bit of your advice, though, about sitting in a park and studying the behaviour of all the people who interest me. Is this supposed to make it easier for me to smile, is it a kind of meditation, what?



PS - I remember when you parked out front of Disneyland too (i was 9 or something). Where do you park now (out back, underneath? Am I missing something here?)

oh wow - that is right - i remember that you were going to alaska. that is soooo completely brave of you! especially after living in california. is there a particular reason? do you just love the pipeline? (ok, that sounded dirrrrty)

further adventures, eh? that sounds awesome! how cool ~ just changing up the life like this is amazing. admiration to you, kind sir.

*(to the tune of Sheryl Crow [or Mrs Lance Armstrong as she is known over here]):

'All I wanna do is have some fun
I've got a feeling I'm not the only one...'

I admire your ambition to 'have a little fun' and I like your conclusion that Paris is, ultimately, here for us to 'enjoy the living shit out of it'. How right you are, my friend!

And of course I will leave you a comment, how could I fail to repay your fidelity during my long absences wandering around Paris by neglecting you during your Alaskan installation?

I look forward to hearing details.

I know what it's like to be going cold turkey from SG, though, and to fear that people will forget you or not leave messages when you're not there... It's a constant pull on my mind while I have this insufficient internet access in Paris...

By the time you're back online, I could be heading for Australia. (I thought I'd slip this in in case you miss my latest journal entry) The University of Adelaide has invited to pay for me to fly out for a job interview and, fuck, who am I to turn down a free trip to Australia, even if it will be short and punishing...
I am about to get in touch with SG Australia to see if they have any members in Adelaide...

As someone once wrote on a New York subway train, and which remains one of the most beautiful things I've ever read...:

Old Times... New Times... The BIG Time!

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Most amusing descriptions of your illness - sorry to be chuckling at your misfortune, but there you go.

You can get your own back, if you like, by laughing at me as I've had a crippling hangover all day and am now struggling to focus as I sit in the internet caf swaying gently and emitting the occasional moan.

So, but you still haven't answered my question(s):
WHEN are you going to AK (OK you actually answered that one in your last jrnl - 15 days, yes?)
WHERE in AK are you going?
WHAT are you going to do when you get there?

People on SG seem to have a habit of deliberately avoiding answering direct questions which I confess to finding rather endearing...
(so don't answer if you don't want to!)

Did I know you were going to Alaska? I don't recall knowing this... I know I've talked about Alaska with various people on this site, but I didn't think you were one of them...

May I request details? Sorry to hear about the car, but glad you're enjoying the walking. I may have mentioned this before, but I find walking an invaluable means of scoping and sizing and claiming a territory. I have resolved to do as much of it as possible in Paris.

on the simpsons.. famous dead people have celebrity voices sometimes...

So what's all this about pal? I had assumed that, by reading back thru yr blogs I might discover what's been going on with you, but no I find only tales of slapping whipped cream off Suicide Girls' asses (nice work if you can get it)

Let us in, let us in, by the hairs on my chinny chin chin.

Good to hear you've got the cat back tho'...

my precious, such and much, eh? hopefully the black rain has settled into a deeper, more restorative mist by now. and the cat is giving you much love. as we've the same dreams, i will gladly take a bit of your demon, and send you a bit of mine, since sometimes a demon exchange is more comedic than terrorizing ... deal?

sending you comfort and squeezes to continue your momentum forward.