It Is the Worst Kept Secret In The Universe That God Hates Me Personally
So I spent six hours furiously typing up notes from my vacation and now my internet has decided to die and Time Warner Cable can't make it out here until Wednesday. So from here on out I am at the mercy of this here whimsical router.
I'll be honest with you guys. Re-entry has been rough. Made rougher by the fact that on this glorious and beautiful day no one seems to be around. So I am going to take a walk and get a manicure and pedicure. And I am going to beseech the powers of the universe that it is just cruel of it to give me so much material and then prevent me from sharing it will all you. Rest assured though I am typing up entries so that when the internet smiles upon I shall pounce upon it and share with you the further adventures of buttery decadent I don't know what you're saying but it's dead sexy insanity.
Bad Bunni posted at 8/18/2007 02:19:00 PM
Oh my dear sweet readers. How I missed you. How I missed typing in English. How I missed ugly steamy disgusting New York in August. Seriously.
Well, I have a lot, A LOT, to tell you my dears. Of course, I have to finish my Paris tales for this to make sense, but rest assured that the one thing that my vacation did was fill me with inspiration so I shall start a massive writing kick just as soon as I finish my laundry (all my clothes are filled with sand) ,the grocery shopping, cleaning the bathtub, you know all that good "it's good to be home but I forgot that I left my apartment in such a state" kind of tasks. After I'm done with this massive writing kick. For your benefit, I'm going to compile all the French travel entries since there was such a large gap in the last Paris series. That way it will make more sense. Which is not to say that it will make sense because it involves the French and French logic...well it's the kind of logic that would appeal to my students. Which is to say that it shouldn't really be called logic at all.
But coming back home is always kind of sad-I think "My god there will be a thousand messages on my voicemail" and there ends up just being one...from my lawyer. So give me a little "nice to have you back" while you wait for tales of French Fondlery.
Bad Bunni posted at 8/17/2007 02:35:00 PM