whineluvr

so, today i walked in to a small record store in Paris and, without really looking, exchanged the obligatory bon jour with a young woman behind the counter. as i thumbed through some cds, she asked me a question in that low rapid french that everyone here uses and i failed to catch a single word. when i looked up, i realized that she was very, very beautiful and my mind just went blank. i meant to say that i did not understand her but, what i ended up saying was "i am very bad" . she paused and gave me a very interesting look before asking, in english, if she could help me. after thanking her, i waited just long enough so it didn't appear that i was running for the door although we both new that i was c'est la vie.....