HELLO EVERYONE (who reads my blog? maybe?)
LIST OF THINGS:
- i was in PARIS last week and it's amazing amazing amazing and i want to live there.
- the food in france continues to be top notch
- today i learned that i weigh 9 stone (126 pounds). this is good because it means i have only gained 2 pounds from eating all of this top notch and DELICIOUS french food. and i'm going to assume it's all muscle because my butt is shrinking but my belly is growing.
- i have a ton of journaling and sketching to do for class tomorrow.....
- ......but i'm in the middle of a to catch a predator marathon on youtube and i just can't stop.
- the internet is choppy today. it keeps bugging out. i'm blogging while to catch a predator: flagler beach 2 (part 2) is loading.
- my roommate was just listening to this song (i had to look it up) and i love love love it. normally i'm all over house music but this song is amazing. now she is playing other songs by this band and it's good. that's all.
- i have been craving coca cola and oreos....... dunkin donuts: the gateway fast food. from there i went to french mcdonald's..... twice, and now i'm eating copious amounts of oreos and drinking coca cola all the time. this is uncharacteristic of me.
- i'm knitting a hat!!
Monday, October 11, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
blog
i can't keep track of how often i'm blogging
france is a big blur.
i was constantly doing work last week... and on top of that i had this killer cold. UGH. NOT. FUN.
ummmm other updates?
....not a whole lot going on here.
some grocery shopping, french speaking, the usual.
france is a big blur.
i was constantly doing work last week... and on top of that i had this killer cold. UGH. NOT. FUN.
ummmm other updates?
....not a whole lot going on here.
some grocery shopping, french speaking, the usual.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
the latest in strange dreams
i've been insanely insanely busy and have a ton of work to do tonight..... but at the moment i have some free time before lunch. just enough to blog and check my email, but not enough to take a nap.
i also have this ridiculous cold that started out as an annoyance, and then got better, and then got A LOT worse, and then got a bit less worse, and now it SUCKS and my nose is running and it's a mess. my mission this weekend is to find these honey balls that help sore throats or something. i don't know but they are just like candy.
STRANGE DREAM TIME.
i have been having all these nightmares lately, and all of my dreams have involved people that i know. i guess this has been happening to other people too. we're not sure if it's the cheese or the ghosts?
but anyways.
last night i had this dream where i was doing underwater yoga with some friends from class in this HUGE swimming pool........ that also had sharks in it for some reason. this was completely normal.
we couldn't dive too deep or swim in certain spots because the sharks would attack us. they were small sharks but could still do some damage.
so for whatever reason i swam to the edge of the pool, but went too close to a shark infested spot and one of them chomped down on my leg.
i went to the side of the pool to shake the shark off of my leg and flung it back into the water. another friend came up to me and told me all about how she had been bitten by one of the sharks too and that it would heal and blahblahblah.
and then another girl came up to me and she said "it's okay. i'm actually training to become a doctor."
(there is no medical program at my school.)
she was upset though because her last name was "darling" (in real life it's not) and she made this huge deal about how she didn't want people getting all upset if "dr. darling" could not help them and then it would be hypocritical or something.
meanwhile i was still sitting there with a shark bite and a bleeding leg.
at some point i woke up and flipped out because i had a shark bite, realized i had been dreaming, and then freaked out again because my closet door looked like a dark hooded figure that was creepy and watching me while i slept.
fun fact: sharks only bite people because they mistake them for seals, and they try to let go but they have so many teeth that they cannot.
i really like sharks in real life too.
i also have this ridiculous cold that started out as an annoyance, and then got better, and then got A LOT worse, and then got a bit less worse, and now it SUCKS and my nose is running and it's a mess. my mission this weekend is to find these honey balls that help sore throats or something. i don't know but they are just like candy.
STRANGE DREAM TIME.
i have been having all these nightmares lately, and all of my dreams have involved people that i know. i guess this has been happening to other people too. we're not sure if it's the cheese or the ghosts?
but anyways.
last night i had this dream where i was doing underwater yoga with some friends from class in this HUGE swimming pool........ that also had sharks in it for some reason. this was completely normal.
we couldn't dive too deep or swim in certain spots because the sharks would attack us. they were small sharks but could still do some damage.
so for whatever reason i swam to the edge of the pool, but went too close to a shark infested spot and one of them chomped down on my leg.
i went to the side of the pool to shake the shark off of my leg and flung it back into the water. another friend came up to me and told me all about how she had been bitten by one of the sharks too and that it would heal and blahblahblah.
and then another girl came up to me and she said "it's okay. i'm actually training to become a doctor."
(there is no medical program at my school.)
she was upset though because her last name was "darling" (in real life it's not) and she made this huge deal about how she didn't want people getting all upset if "dr. darling" could not help them and then it would be hypocritical or something.
meanwhile i was still sitting there with a shark bite and a bleeding leg.
at some point i woke up and flipped out because i had a shark bite, realized i had been dreaming, and then freaked out again because my closet door looked like a dark hooded figure that was creepy and watching me while i slept.
fun fact: sharks only bite people because they mistake them for seals, and they try to let go but they have so many teeth that they cannot.
i really like sharks in real life too.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
brief list of things
i have been insanely busy with work and field trips and market runs and work.
BRIEF LIST OF THINGS:
- the apartment i'm living in was built on top of ancient roman burial grounds.
- i went to an art museum and saw a sigmar polke painting (lapis lazuli II). i have been lucky enough to see a few paintings during my young lifetime that have just pulled me in... i could stare at them for hours. the only other painting i remember having a clear reaction to is jackson pollock's "lavender mist." (i was in 8th grade)
- look at me getting all old souled and shit.
- on the bus ride it was kind of raining and the sun was setting and there was this giant giant giant orange cloud and you could see the rain falling through the air in these ripply misty patterns. words cannot describe it and a picture wouldn't have done it any justice but that was another one of those "wow." moments.
- I ALSO SAW TWO RAINBOWS. two separate rainbows. in separate areas. at two different times. it was just one of those days.
- i had more other things to say but cannot remember them.
- the chefs that work in the cafeteria are the most wonderful wonderful people ever.
- i should go to bed soon so i can wake up and eat crepes and baguettes and pain au chocolat.
- oh yeah. i witness this strange incident at this french cafe in this city involving a small screaming pooping kitten and a bunch of hysteric french women and the cute waiter and a homeless guy who reminded me of a homeless guy from the south and he seemed to know the cat and what was happening and the woman in the cafe came out and then someone opened the door next to the outdoor cafe put the cat into this hallway and it kept whining and it was the strangest two minutes ever and i was with three people and none of us knew what the hell happened.
BRIEF LIST OF THINGS:
- the apartment i'm living in was built on top of ancient roman burial grounds.
- i went to an art museum and saw a sigmar polke painting (lapis lazuli II). i have been lucky enough to see a few paintings during my young lifetime that have just pulled me in... i could stare at them for hours. the only other painting i remember having a clear reaction to is jackson pollock's "lavender mist." (i was in 8th grade)
- look at me getting all old souled and shit.
- on the bus ride it was kind of raining and the sun was setting and there was this giant giant giant orange cloud and you could see the rain falling through the air in these ripply misty patterns. words cannot describe it and a picture wouldn't have done it any justice but that was another one of those "wow." moments.
- I ALSO SAW TWO RAINBOWS. two separate rainbows. in separate areas. at two different times. it was just one of those days.
- i had more other things to say but cannot remember them.
- the chefs that work in the cafeteria are the most wonderful wonderful people ever.
- i should go to bed soon so i can wake up and eat crepes and baguettes and pain au chocolat.
- oh yeah. i witness this strange incident at this french cafe in this city involving a small screaming pooping kitten and a bunch of hysteric french women and the cute waiter and a homeless guy who reminded me of a homeless guy from the south and he seemed to know the cat and what was happening and the woman in the cafe came out and then someone opened the door next to the outdoor cafe put the cat into this hallway and it kept whining and it was the strangest two minutes ever and i was with three people and none of us knew what the hell happened.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
strange dreams
apparently everyone has really weird dreams here.
cheese is believed to be the culprit.
so. once i got over my jetlag i had a dream that my parents got divorced and my mom started working at best buy. my mom needs help importing a CD into itunes and then putting it on her ipod.
it was upsetting.
last night i had a crazy dream... i think it was just about me being at school here and going about my business. i do remember these things:
- me being excited about my new glasses (in real life i got new glasses a few weeks ago).... and then being really upset because i was in the cafeteria and EVERYONE had the same glasses as me. everyone who wore glasses had MY glasses and boy oh boy was i pissed.
- looking at myself from another person's perspective and seeing that i have little stick legs and a big rectangular torso and a normal head. it made me really self conscious.. especially since sometimes i eat too much bread and i get the tank and feel like a big block. with legs.
- OH. i just remembered. second dream. i was dancing back at my old dance studio. we were rehearsing for the recital and i could not remember ANY of the routine and was freaking out. i had been skipping practice because i had been lazy and they were throwing me into 5 crazy routines. we were doing dress rehearsals on the stage. one of them was a beyonce whitney houston hybrid dance..... another was about the little mermaid, and we had to keep one foot on the floor at all times to represent the fin. a few of my classmates were in the routines with me too. so i guess eventually i figured everything out because later i was at the recital doing all these pirouettes.
- i remember lots of sparkles
- just remembered even more. oh man. i was in the village i'm living in and throwing like, old soup or something out the widow and hitting all these people down the hill by accident. they all got really mad at me and then there were these teenage boys running around and they wouldn't leave? this part is a bit blurry.
- i was doing scouting for so you think you can dance and went to this girl's house... she was young and didn't even like dancing but her mom was pushy and controlling. the mom and dad had just gotten divorced and the dad seemed chill while the mom seemed crazy and the dad was living in a nearby town but the mom wouldn't let the daughter see her father and i was SOOOO pissed, i said to the mom "DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU'RE DOING?! YOU'RE RUUUIIIIINING HER LIIIIIIFE!"
i'm surprised i remember anything about my dream because i had some vin and don't even remember how all of my things in my room ended up on the floor around my bed.
cheese is believed to be the culprit.
so. once i got over my jetlag i had a dream that my parents got divorced and my mom started working at best buy. my mom needs help importing a CD into itunes and then putting it on her ipod.
it was upsetting.
last night i had a crazy dream... i think it was just about me being at school here and going about my business. i do remember these things:
- me being excited about my new glasses (in real life i got new glasses a few weeks ago).... and then being really upset because i was in the cafeteria and EVERYONE had the same glasses as me. everyone who wore glasses had MY glasses and boy oh boy was i pissed.
- looking at myself from another person's perspective and seeing that i have little stick legs and a big rectangular torso and a normal head. it made me really self conscious.. especially since sometimes i eat too much bread and i get the tank and feel like a big block. with legs.
- OH. i just remembered. second dream. i was dancing back at my old dance studio. we were rehearsing for the recital and i could not remember ANY of the routine and was freaking out. i had been skipping practice because i had been lazy and they were throwing me into 5 crazy routines. we were doing dress rehearsals on the stage. one of them was a beyonce whitney houston hybrid dance..... another was about the little mermaid, and we had to keep one foot on the floor at all times to represent the fin. a few of my classmates were in the routines with me too. so i guess eventually i figured everything out because later i was at the recital doing all these pirouettes.
- i remember lots of sparkles
- just remembered even more. oh man. i was in the village i'm living in and throwing like, old soup or something out the widow and hitting all these people down the hill by accident. they all got really mad at me and then there were these teenage boys running around and they wouldn't leave? this part is a bit blurry.
- i was doing scouting for so you think you can dance and went to this girl's house... she was young and didn't even like dancing but her mom was pushy and controlling. the mom and dad had just gotten divorced and the dad seemed chill while the mom seemed crazy and the dad was living in a nearby town but the mom wouldn't let the daughter see her father and i was SOOOO pissed, i said to the mom "DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU'RE DOING?! YOU'RE RUUUIIIIINING HER LIIIIIIFE!"
i'm surprised i remember anything about my dream because i had some vin and don't even remember how all of my things in my room ended up on the floor around my bed.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
there is NO way.....
.....that i'm going to be able to post a blog post every day. or even every few days. DEFINITELY not on tuesdays because i have back to back classes.
goodbyyeeeeee taco tuesdays.
SOME BRIEF THINGS:
- i am incredibly busy and have no life
- i don't mind being incredibly busy and having no life because i make jewelry
- the food is really amazing here. it makes everything better. no matter how crazy things get the food will always be delicious. this makes me hopeful for the future.
- speaking of food, i had freshly baked pan du chocolate and the best nectarine ever this morning. an excellent way to start the day!
- i love french markets. they're seasonal so i'm going crazy while i can. i got this super bon scarf... the woman was so funny, she puts the scarves on your neck and is all "rose? voila! tres jolie, oui?" and holds up a giant framed mirror and you say "oui! oui! tres jolie, j'adore!" and it's a good time.
EXAMPLES OF FRENCH COMMUNICATION ATTEMPTS:
PHARMACIE
the corners of my mouth have been super chapped and dry and red and painful and wtf. so i go into the pharmacie (because french pharmacists are the best and super smart), and find pharmacist blonde and i'm like "uhh bonjour. je voudrais, vitamin B? mon levres... chapped? uhh.... hurt? uhhhh........... vitamine B? oui?" and she's all "oui vitamin B. blahblahblah french blah blah blahblah" and comes back with a thing of vitamin B.
confused looks were exchanged. this is what i had wanted but kind of had a mutual feeling that this would not be helpful to my problem.
she's all "hmmm.... french french blahblahblah." and i'm like "uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......" and another comes over and pharmacist blonde says to pharmacist short hair, "(this girl has chapped corners of her mouth) in french" and she goes "hmm hmm french french french" and they have a powwow (fun fact: powwow has not been spellchecked. awesome. oh but spellchecked has.) and deduce that i need "creme du vitamine A." and i'm all "uhh..... sure. oui." and she's like "un creme? du vitamin A? blahblah (put this on your mouth.)" and i'm like "OUI, oui, creme du vitamin A for my horrid corners of my mouth, oui."
my mouth feels way better. french pharmacists are the shit.
SWATCH
i have a betsey johnson watch which is baby pink patent leather with a giant GIANT glass and shiny metal face. it does not do well with running into walls and getting attacked by my jewelry tools.
i've been wanting a swatch for a while... i got one like 5 years ago but it is at home and dead and is a crazy cartoon safari face with a pink elephant band WHICH YOU CAN'T EVEN SEE because i have to wear every single watch ever on the smallest hole...
swatch has those shiny solid color watches.... i saw them online and was all "J'ADORE." loved the red and the pink but figured i'd have to see them in real life.
i walked past this jewelry store and saw ALL OF THE SWATCHES in the window on a bottom shelf for 38 euro (which, even with the exchange rate, is WAY cheaper than they would be in the US, not even including shipping). i had been planning on getting one in paris but they were RIGHT THERE staring at me with their beautiful swatch faces.
not sure if all jewelry stores in france are set up like this, but all of the jewelry is in window displays on the storefront, almost like display cases, and there is pretty much nothing inside except for a few pieces. the shop person was helping a french couple with earrings or something so i hung around until a french lady showed up and was all "bonjour!"
i was really excited to be getting my swatch so i prepared myself for some french.
"BONJOUR! je voudrais le swatch rouge, s'il vous plait!"
she leads me back outside to the window display, and the red swatch was ACTUALLY red red, not berry red, like the internet had led me to believe.
this threw me off my game. i said "oh.... ehhmmmmmm....... pink? rose? rose. le rose." and she said "ahh oui. le rose?" and i said "oui le rose."
so we go back inside and she opens a drawer full of swatches (happy moment) and pulls out the pink one and she says, "rose?" and i say "OUI!!!!" and she said "blah french......." and points to a blue and says "bleu?" and i'm like "oohhh jolie. bleu." and she grabs a handful of swatches and fans them out and goes "jaune..... violet...... rouge....... ORANGE, blanc"
"ORAANNNNNGGGEE!!! OOOHH! ohhhh le blanc!"
she saw i was excited, and possibly asked me which one i liked, so i said "blanc o rose (sometimes i incorporate minor spanish words into my french)..... rose. oui rose. j'adore rose." and it was exciting. she put old betsey in my swatch box and i got to wear my swatch out of the store and she set it for me and everything.
j'adore mon swatch.
HAIR SALON
exciting moment: finding out we have a flat iron for hair in our apartment. i was going to get one that wouldn't fry a european outlet (weird? you put "a" and not "an" in front of european. grammaaaaarrrrrr!!!).... but then i found the one in our bathroom that my roommates said was free for use. i have crazy curly hair so i was excited.
i flat ironed my hair before going to the market, and since then it has poofed and kinked and become a tumbleweed. it's really dry here. i'm having all kinds of problems.
so i needed a hair something to fix this problem. i left all my hair products at home and i already had the adventure of finding shampoo and conditioner (coconut and vanilla for boucles... score).
i go into this hair salon and the woman is all "bonjour! ahhblahblahblah french blah blah blah?" and i go "...........uhm? (pointing to wall of hair products) mon pele..... est...... uhh....... DRY? oui? no? no. uhhmmmmm... mon pele..... FRIZZY (frazzeling motion with hands on head."
she got that. she was like "AHHH oui, (pointing to two tubs of stuff) ah blahblahblah french blahblahblah..... ENGLISH ON THE BOTTLES."
she was actually really helpful.
there was some debacle because my carte du credit was not signed on the back... i considered attempting to explain to her how in america you don't sign the back of your credit card because it gets stolen like those identity theft commercials. i showed her my driver's license (not saying my logic makes sense), but she was just like "ahh whatever." and sent me on my merry way with my hair product.
FABRIC
one thing i really need to learn how to say in french:
"no i'm just looking, i'm not ready to buy anything yet."
i go to a fabric tent to find fabric to make an apron with so i don't get dirty in the studio. the other girls here and i decided to make aprons with pockets from all our different fabrics. ahhwww so cute.
so i get into the tent, and am looking, and one of the fabric men comes up to me. conversation:
"bonjour!"
"bonjour!!"
"BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH? FRENCH FRENCH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH???"
"uhhhhh???????" (i was totally caught off guard.)
"blah BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH?!"
"........quoi?"
"blah blah BLAH blah blah blah blah blah blah!! french french french!"
"....uhhh??? uhhh..... uhmmm..... uh je ne se pas. i'm LOOKING??? (some pointing)"
"quoi? blahblah BLAH FRENCH BLAHBLAH?"
"je ne se pas?!"
"blahblahblah..... frennnch......blahblah" (walks away).
eventually after i was done looking i found a print that i liked and motioned him over to get a meter for me.... but oh god. french people saying lots of things to you that you don't understand is just confuuuuuusing
UPDATE:
somehow while reading the packaging on my hair product i missed the part where it says "with natural myrrh extract" in giant letters and now my hair smells like old people.
goodbyyeeeeee taco tuesdays.
SOME BRIEF THINGS:
- i am incredibly busy and have no life
- i don't mind being incredibly busy and having no life because i make jewelry
- the food is really amazing here. it makes everything better. no matter how crazy things get the food will always be delicious. this makes me hopeful for the future.
- speaking of food, i had freshly baked pan du chocolate and the best nectarine ever this morning. an excellent way to start the day!
- i love french markets. they're seasonal so i'm going crazy while i can. i got this super bon scarf... the woman was so funny, she puts the scarves on your neck and is all "rose? voila! tres jolie, oui?" and holds up a giant framed mirror and you say "oui! oui! tres jolie, j'adore!" and it's a good time.
EXAMPLES OF FRENCH COMMUNICATION ATTEMPTS:
PHARMACIE
the corners of my mouth have been super chapped and dry and red and painful and wtf. so i go into the pharmacie (because french pharmacists are the best and super smart), and find pharmacist blonde and i'm like "uhh bonjour. je voudrais, vitamin B? mon levres... chapped? uhh.... hurt? uhhhh........... vitamine B? oui?" and she's all "oui vitamin B. blahblahblah french blah blah blahblah" and comes back with a thing of vitamin B.
confused looks were exchanged. this is what i had wanted but kind of had a mutual feeling that this would not be helpful to my problem.
she's all "hmmm.... french french blahblahblah." and i'm like "uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......" and another comes over and pharmacist blonde says to pharmacist short hair, "(this girl has chapped corners of her mouth) in french" and she goes "hmm hmm french french french" and they have a powwow (fun fact: powwow has not been spellchecked. awesome. oh but spellchecked has.) and deduce that i need "creme du vitamine A." and i'm all "uhh..... sure. oui." and she's like "un creme? du vitamin A? blahblah (put this on your mouth.)" and i'm like "OUI, oui, creme du vitamin A for my horrid corners of my mouth, oui."
my mouth feels way better. french pharmacists are the shit.
SWATCH
i have a betsey johnson watch which is baby pink patent leather with a giant GIANT glass and shiny metal face. it does not do well with running into walls and getting attacked by my jewelry tools.
i've been wanting a swatch for a while... i got one like 5 years ago but it is at home and dead and is a crazy cartoon safari face with a pink elephant band WHICH YOU CAN'T EVEN SEE because i have to wear every single watch ever on the smallest hole...
swatch has those shiny solid color watches.... i saw them online and was all "J'ADORE." loved the red and the pink but figured i'd have to see them in real life.
i walked past this jewelry store and saw ALL OF THE SWATCHES in the window on a bottom shelf for 38 euro (which, even with the exchange rate, is WAY cheaper than they would be in the US, not even including shipping). i had been planning on getting one in paris but they were RIGHT THERE staring at me with their beautiful swatch faces.
not sure if all jewelry stores in france are set up like this, but all of the jewelry is in window displays on the storefront, almost like display cases, and there is pretty much nothing inside except for a few pieces. the shop person was helping a french couple with earrings or something so i hung around until a french lady showed up and was all "bonjour!"
i was really excited to be getting my swatch so i prepared myself for some french.
"BONJOUR! je voudrais le swatch rouge, s'il vous plait!"
she leads me back outside to the window display, and the red swatch was ACTUALLY red red, not berry red, like the internet had led me to believe.
this threw me off my game. i said "oh.... ehhmmmmmm....... pink? rose? rose. le rose." and she said "ahh oui. le rose?" and i said "oui le rose."
so we go back inside and she opens a drawer full of swatches (happy moment) and pulls out the pink one and she says, "rose?" and i say "OUI!!!!" and she said "blah french......." and points to a blue and says "bleu?" and i'm like "oohhh jolie. bleu." and she grabs a handful of swatches and fans them out and goes "jaune..... violet...... rouge....... ORANGE, blanc"
"ORAANNNNNGGGEE!!! OOOHH! ohhhh le blanc!"
she saw i was excited, and possibly asked me which one i liked, so i said "blanc o rose (sometimes i incorporate minor spanish words into my french)..... rose. oui rose. j'adore rose." and it was exciting. she put old betsey in my swatch box and i got to wear my swatch out of the store and she set it for me and everything.
j'adore mon swatch.
HAIR SALON
exciting moment: finding out we have a flat iron for hair in our apartment. i was going to get one that wouldn't fry a european outlet (weird? you put "a" and not "an" in front of european. grammaaaaarrrrrr!!!).... but then i found the one in our bathroom that my roommates said was free for use. i have crazy curly hair so i was excited.
i flat ironed my hair before going to the market, and since then it has poofed and kinked and become a tumbleweed. it's really dry here. i'm having all kinds of problems.
so i needed a hair something to fix this problem. i left all my hair products at home and i already had the adventure of finding shampoo and conditioner (coconut and vanilla for boucles... score).
i go into this hair salon and the woman is all "bonjour! ahhblahblahblah french blah blah blah?" and i go "...........uhm? (pointing to wall of hair products) mon pele..... est...... uhh....... DRY? oui? no? no. uhhmmmmm... mon pele..... FRIZZY (frazzeling motion with hands on head."
she got that. she was like "AHHH oui, (pointing to two tubs of stuff) ah blahblahblah french blahblahblah..... ENGLISH ON THE BOTTLES."
she was actually really helpful.
there was some debacle because my carte du credit was not signed on the back... i considered attempting to explain to her how in america you don't sign the back of your credit card because it gets stolen like those identity theft commercials. i showed her my driver's license (not saying my logic makes sense), but she was just like "ahh whatever." and sent me on my merry way with my hair product.
FABRIC
one thing i really need to learn how to say in french:
"no i'm just looking, i'm not ready to buy anything yet."
i go to a fabric tent to find fabric to make an apron with so i don't get dirty in the studio. the other girls here and i decided to make aprons with pockets from all our different fabrics. ahhwww so cute.
so i get into the tent, and am looking, and one of the fabric men comes up to me. conversation:
"bonjour!"
"bonjour!!"
"BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH? FRENCH FRENCH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH???"
"uhhhhh???????" (i was totally caught off guard.)
"blah BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH?!"
"........quoi?"
"blah blah BLAH blah blah blah blah blah blah!! french french french!"
"....uhhh??? uhhh..... uhmmm..... uh je ne se pas. i'm LOOKING??? (some pointing)"
"quoi? blahblah BLAH FRENCH BLAHBLAH?"
"je ne se pas?!"
"blahblahblah..... frennnch......blahblah" (walks away).
eventually after i was done looking i found a print that i liked and motioned him over to get a meter for me.... but oh god. french people saying lots of things to you that you don't understand is just confuuuuuusing
UPDATE:
somehow while reading the packaging on my hair product i missed the part where it says "with natural myrrh extract" in giant letters and now my hair smells like old people.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
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