i think

i certainly hope i think.

Regina and I studied at Centre Pompidou on Wednesday, and it is now my favorite place to be anti-social. Well not really. I saw a guy wearing the most laughably hideous, ridiculous brilliant pink and green striped polo shirts that screamed (to me) "watermelon!" Regina however said, "He looks like a Barney." I started laughing so hard, I had to excuse myself from the reading room (where many students were giving me curious/dirty looks) and laugh off my silly overcharged sense self by the escalators.

So no class this week at all either. What a surprise. The Sorbonne is blocked by a long metal fence, so that we cannot even enter into the square. Apparently, there was another manif today at Montparnasse...I will discuss the strike more later, I am SO sleepy.

I picked up my friend Harr today from Gare du Nord...he's avidly reading the Lonely Planet guide next to me on the couch...Mirla's coming tomorrow!




And I would just like to say that I am truly beginning to think that most young men have their male organ mounted on their head instead of a real brain. Maybe this whole asexual thing might be a good option.