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.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
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
Monday, September 13, 2010
blog design
i just posted about my long adventures yesterday and decided to finally change the colors of my blog.
i love the orange a whole lot and the white font.....
but i'll probably end up changing the font to a serif that's easier to read. arial is looking a little dense.
maybe i'll edit the HTML so i can use garamond. favorite appropriate font ever. i use it all the time in school. OMG AND GARAMOND IS FRENCH!! so highly appropriate. yeah i'll definitely do that once i can focus without getting a headache.
i also want to make the links on the side bar white so they are easier to read.
i love the orange a whole lot and the white font.....
but i'll probably end up changing the font to a serif that's easier to read. arial is looking a little dense.
maybe i'll edit the HTML so i can use garamond. favorite appropriate font ever. i use it all the time in school. OMG AND GARAMOND IS FRENCH!! so highly appropriate. yeah i'll definitely do that once i can focus without getting a headache.
i also want to make the links on the side bar white so they are easier to read.
ridiculous hike, ridiculous food, ridiculous cat
FIRST OF ALL. i will probably make lists in nearly all of my blog posts. proper sentences are for fooooools
i have a billion things to do before my afternoon class and i'm still woozy but i'll try to make this work.
SUNDAY. i don't remember if i posted about my saturday adventures.... checking.. oh i totally did. super bon. because i got those kinder eggs at the market.
THIS IS WHAT I DID ON SUNDAY:
- woke up at 5. chilled.
- breakfast and orientation from 9 to a few more hours after 9.
- hot as balls. changed into tank top and skirt and moc boots. didn't bring any shorts with me. foolish decision.
- ran around looking for friends to meet up with to hike to the next medieval village over..... about 3 KM. estimated time of hike: 45 minutes. we left at 1:00. if you want to google it, i'm in lacoste and we hiked to bonnieux. (i wouldn't say that if i were worried about stalkers, but seriously it's like so ridiculously out of the way of anything and everything and i'm a shut in and you'll never find me. also i have a gun. a large gun.)
- hiking through vineyards. finding random fruits. hills. dehydration. HILLS. grumpy.
- arrived in bonnieux at 2:30. not a happy camper.
- got more water. found shade. felt better. also got some postcards for my mom and grandparents. AAAAAAWWW
- explored the village. found some ruins of an incredibly old stone house, went in shops. most of it was closed since it was sunday. found a lovely boutique which sold linen and soft everything and had tons and tons and tons and tons and tons of scarves. not terribly expensive... don't think i saw anything over 70 euro (and that was for cashmere). found another shop with the most adorable little french lady who knit almost everything in the shop. god she was so adorable. didn't buy anything yet.....
- walked to the very top of the village tower (yes. a tower.) mildly shocked and appalled at the sight of our home village from this village........ so extremely far away with a valley in between. incredibly surprised that we walked all that way and nobody died.
- decided that i FUCKING EARNED a dress i saw in the first cute boutique. tried it on and it was just the best dress ever (forgive me i'm a girl.) it's macrame on top and fancy cotton eyelet lace on the bottom. love love love. my friend got a thick silk brocade scarf she had seen and another got a pretty printed shirtdress. it was a lovely day. my minimal french words are progressively getting less shitty. i can now say i have my own bag for things.
- FIGUE ICE CREAM!! does anybody know how to try a spoon of ice cream in french?? i don't. but i still managed to order a scoop of ice cream. going to try pink grapefruit the next hike.
- FRIGGIN HAD TO PEE. by this point i had drank about 2 nalgenes of water. found the public water closet....... comprised of a hole in the ground and a standing area. i like a challenge when i pee. luckily i have mastered the art of drunk peeing in the woods so this was no problem.
- sat in the middle of a roundabout and saw a tree with boobs.
- left bonnieux at 5:00. got back to lacoste at 6:30 smelling crazy, swearing, sweating, sunburnt.... just a mess.
- dinner time... did i mention over the course of the day that along with normal food i consumed 11 baguettes and a croissant?
- so exhausted after dinner that i just showered and made tea like the antisocial shut in that i've been all weekend. i haven't even gone out to drink. shocking.
TODAY
- classes start! yay yay yay (i love school. i'm studying metals and jewelry so i love school)
- i think i'll mention.... there is possibly somebody in my bathroom fixing the toilet. our toilet flusher is a push button on the top of the toilet. well that got stuck this morning so in my sun poisoned stupor i lifted up the lid to the bowl and possibly just broke everything...... hmm the shower is on now so maybe it's just my roommate.
- this morning. went to breakfast early, walked into the kitchen and felt super duper queasy. like on the verge of projectile vomit. grabbed a yogurt and went outside to eat because i didn't want to vomit all over the nice french chefs.
- finished my yogurt and went back to my room for a nap
- returned to the dining hall to eat actual breakfast without vomiting which was good. i don't know why.... but since i've gotten here i've been really incredibly lightheaded and kind of queasy. i've been eating LOTS and drinking nothing but lots of water so i don't know what the hell is going on with my body.
- i was sitting here on my bed with my computer sending messages to the homeland... heard this meowing??? RANDOM CAT WALKING AROUND IN MY BEDROOM. there are stray cats here but i didn't know they came inside!!! well they do. so i scared the little guy and he ran into the living room. i saw that the door was cracked... but i remember closing it and am thinking he pushed it open.
naturally i ran for my camera because nobody was going to believe me ever... it was also a cute cat. it was stretching on the floor and nudging me and being adorable. it hopped up onto our little hutch to sniff some crumbs of something one of my roommates had left. i didn't know what to do about it so i just let it chill for a few minutes and then carried it outside.
i think that's about everything interesting?? oh and my friend brought a hookah with her so i left my hermit cave for a bit to smoke hookah with some people on a terrace. it's the most social i've been all weekend. wtf is going on with me??
i'm off to go fill out an application for work study (so i can go to paris and buy shiny things).
and probably stretch.
my body is going to hate me while i'm here. it's going to have to deal with it because my ass is gonna be in all kinds of fantastic shape.
i have a billion things to do before my afternoon class and i'm still woozy but i'll try to make this work.
SUNDAY. i don't remember if i posted about my saturday adventures.... checking.. oh i totally did. super bon. because i got those kinder eggs at the market.
THIS IS WHAT I DID ON SUNDAY:
- woke up at 5. chilled.
- breakfast and orientation from 9 to a few more hours after 9.
- hot as balls. changed into tank top and skirt and moc boots. didn't bring any shorts with me. foolish decision.
- ran around looking for friends to meet up with to hike to the next medieval village over..... about 3 KM. estimated time of hike: 45 minutes. we left at 1:00. if you want to google it, i'm in lacoste and we hiked to bonnieux. (i wouldn't say that if i were worried about stalkers, but seriously it's like so ridiculously out of the way of anything and everything and i'm a shut in and you'll never find me. also i have a gun. a large gun.)
- hiking through vineyards. finding random fruits. hills. dehydration. HILLS. grumpy.
- arrived in bonnieux at 2:30. not a happy camper.
- got more water. found shade. felt better. also got some postcards for my mom and grandparents. AAAAAAWWW
- explored the village. found some ruins of an incredibly old stone house, went in shops. most of it was closed since it was sunday. found a lovely boutique which sold linen and soft everything and had tons and tons and tons and tons and tons of scarves. not terribly expensive... don't think i saw anything over 70 euro (and that was for cashmere). found another shop with the most adorable little french lady who knit almost everything in the shop. god she was so adorable. didn't buy anything yet.....
- walked to the very top of the village tower (yes. a tower.) mildly shocked and appalled at the sight of our home village from this village........ so extremely far away with a valley in between. incredibly surprised that we walked all that way and nobody died.
- decided that i FUCKING EARNED a dress i saw in the first cute boutique. tried it on and it was just the best dress ever (forgive me i'm a girl.) it's macrame on top and fancy cotton eyelet lace on the bottom. love love love. my friend got a thick silk brocade scarf she had seen and another got a pretty printed shirtdress. it was a lovely day. my minimal french words are progressively getting less shitty. i can now say i have my own bag for things.
- FIGUE ICE CREAM!! does anybody know how to try a spoon of ice cream in french?? i don't. but i still managed to order a scoop of ice cream. going to try pink grapefruit the next hike.
- FRIGGIN HAD TO PEE. by this point i had drank about 2 nalgenes of water. found the public water closet....... comprised of a hole in the ground and a standing area. i like a challenge when i pee. luckily i have mastered the art of drunk peeing in the woods so this was no problem.
- sat in the middle of a roundabout and saw a tree with boobs.
- left bonnieux at 5:00. got back to lacoste at 6:30 smelling crazy, swearing, sweating, sunburnt.... just a mess.
- dinner time... did i mention over the course of the day that along with normal food i consumed 11 baguettes and a croissant?
- so exhausted after dinner that i just showered and made tea like the antisocial shut in that i've been all weekend. i haven't even gone out to drink. shocking.
TODAY
- classes start! yay yay yay (i love school. i'm studying metals and jewelry so i love school)
- i think i'll mention.... there is possibly somebody in my bathroom fixing the toilet. our toilet flusher is a push button on the top of the toilet. well that got stuck this morning so in my sun poisoned stupor i lifted up the lid to the bowl and possibly just broke everything...... hmm the shower is on now so maybe it's just my roommate.
- this morning. went to breakfast early, walked into the kitchen and felt super duper queasy. like on the verge of projectile vomit. grabbed a yogurt and went outside to eat because i didn't want to vomit all over the nice french chefs.
- finished my yogurt and went back to my room for a nap
- returned to the dining hall to eat actual breakfast without vomiting which was good. i don't know why.... but since i've gotten here i've been really incredibly lightheaded and kind of queasy. i've been eating LOTS and drinking nothing but lots of water so i don't know what the hell is going on with my body.
- i was sitting here on my bed with my computer sending messages to the homeland... heard this meowing??? RANDOM CAT WALKING AROUND IN MY BEDROOM. there are stray cats here but i didn't know they came inside!!! well they do. so i scared the little guy and he ran into the living room. i saw that the door was cracked... but i remember closing it and am thinking he pushed it open.
naturally i ran for my camera because nobody was going to believe me ever... it was also a cute cat. it was stretching on the floor and nudging me and being adorable. it hopped up onto our little hutch to sniff some crumbs of something one of my roommates had left. i didn't know what to do about it so i just let it chill for a few minutes and then carried it outside.
i think that's about everything interesting?? oh and my friend brought a hookah with her so i left my hermit cave for a bit to smoke hookah with some people on a terrace. it's the most social i've been all weekend. wtf is going on with me??
i'm off to go fill out an application for work study (so i can go to paris and buy shiny things).
and probably stretch.
my body is going to hate me while i'm here. it's going to have to deal with it because my ass is gonna be in all kinds of fantastic shape.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
francey pants
hello, i am in france and was planning on blogging about all of my experiences and things but now i don't remember what i wanted to write!!
hmmmm... alright. i think i'm gonna grab a kinder egg and just make a list of
FUN FACTS ABOUT FRANCE!!
- ICH LIEBE DIE KINDER SURPRISE!! that's german but that's okay.
- they don't give you bags in the grocery store. this is awesome because i use my fold up nylon tote bags ALL THE TIME and it just makes me happy that everyone does the reusable bag thing.
- i had to get a ton of lavender at the market today because there are SCORPIONS that invade your house unless you sprinkle lavender everywhere anti-demonic salt circle style.
- everything is really clean here. i love it. not only clean as in neat, but clean as in simple and well-designed....... except for my shower.
- I HAVE THE WORST SHOWER IN THE WORLD. the curtain is this pathetic sheet of clingy white plastic and it sucks and it sticks to you and it sucks and it lets water go everywhere...... i think i mentioned it sucks.
- bread is absolutely everywhere. this is great because i primarily eat bread. you know how bread is the biggest section at the bottom of the food pyramid? i'm all for that.
- the cars are so adorable. lots and lots of renaults and peugeots, citroens, smart cars.....
- i just finished my second kinder egg....... this one is NOT wearing any pants. it's a "love & pet" doll from the "wink club" ?????????
on that note...
hmmmm... alright. i think i'm gonna grab a kinder egg and just make a list of
FUN FACTS ABOUT FRANCE!!
- ICH LIEBE DIE KINDER SURPRISE!! that's german but that's okay.
- they don't give you bags in the grocery store. this is awesome because i use my fold up nylon tote bags ALL THE TIME and it just makes me happy that everyone does the reusable bag thing.
- i had to get a ton of lavender at the market today because there are SCORPIONS that invade your house unless you sprinkle lavender everywhere anti-demonic salt circle style.
- everything is really clean here. i love it. not only clean as in neat, but clean as in simple and well-designed....... except for my shower.
- I HAVE THE WORST SHOWER IN THE WORLD. the curtain is this pathetic sheet of clingy white plastic and it sucks and it sticks to you and it sucks and it lets water go everywhere...... i think i mentioned it sucks.
- bread is absolutely everywhere. this is great because i primarily eat bread. you know how bread is the biggest section at the bottom of the food pyramid? i'm all for that.
- the cars are so adorable. lots and lots of renaults and peugeots, citroens, smart cars.....
- i just finished my second kinder egg....... this one is NOT wearing any pants. it's a "love & pet" doll from the "wink club" ?????????
on that note...
Friday, September 10, 2010
at the airport
i'm at the airport in france.
i miss germany. i feel queasy. i'm friggin tired. ugh. i can't deal with my blog or those damn jelly beans at the moment...... so. yeah.
i miss germany. i feel queasy. i'm friggin tired. ugh. i can't deal with my blog or those damn jelly beans at the moment...... so. yeah.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
colors
setting the colors for the fonts and links and tables and everything on blogger is RIDICULOUS. i can't figure any of it out.
i'm not incompetent with a computer but this is just ridiculous.
so i tried to make everything pink and pretty but now it's just a big hot mess.
if i could have my way it would be white on some neutral color with some orange stuff and maybe some black or purple.
and a pop of pink somewhere.
or actually if i could REALLY have my way i would have a sparkly black background with white and gray text.
...and a pop of pink somwhere.
but now this is just a mess.
try coordinating jellybeans with hexadecimal color coding. just try.
i'm not incompetent with a computer but this is just ridiculous.
so i tried to make everything pink and pretty but now it's just a big hot mess.
if i could have my way it would be white on some neutral color with some orange stuff and maybe some black or purple.
and a pop of pink somewhere.
or actually if i could REALLY have my way i would have a sparkly black background with white and gray text.
...and a pop of pink somwhere.
but now this is just a mess.
try coordinating jellybeans with hexadecimal color coding. just try.
TACO TUESDAY
i have decided that on taco tuesdays, i will blog about food. and also music. because new music is released on tuesdays.
this will give me some consistency.... because otherwise if i don't have a purpose, like, "TODAY IS TUESDAY I MUST BLOG ABOUT CROISSANTS AND YELLE!!" then i'll be all "blog?? whatever it's pointless." and i'll go do something productive.
SO.
here we are.
tacos.
my mom is bringing home two chicken tacos for me. my stomach will be very happy. i like my tacos with yogurt rather than sour cream, and hot sauce. i don't get how people can stroll on into a taco/burrito/mexican restaurant/even taco bell, and be like "YES i would like the mild sauce." mild?????? hot sauce is supposed to be spicy. mild sauce is barely even a "hot sauce." and i can't tell if it's a flavor thing or a "wahhh my mouth is too hot thing."
although one time i tried the XXX sauce, and it was so tasty, but i ended up doing the milk chugging routine. this also happens with spicy asian noodles, which have no regard for tongue nerves.
so delicious.
tacos.
now music.
I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED. i was literally just listening to ou est le swimming pool last night. "dance the way i feel" and some other songs. a friend linked me to them maybe about three weeks ago? yeah so now i'm all like "this band ROCKS!!!"
today i googled them.... and this article popped up.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1304981/Charles-Haddon-Ou-Est-Le-Swimming-Pool-singer--commits-suicide-Belgian-music-festival.html
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
so that kind of ruins my hopes and dreams for a new band to add to my list of favorite bands.
RANDOMS:
- deadmau5 really needs to hurry up and release sofi needs a ladder.
- i've been listening to the new katy perry cd nonstop.... it's just so happy. reminds me of high school. good times.
- i watched 500 days of summer yesterday and need to look up that song that they play during the end credits. the first song.
- "islands" by the xx has been stuck in my head all day
- a friend just introduced me to some band called telefon tel aviv..... interesting stuff. must investigate further.
i have to go run around the house and whine until my tacos get here.
this will give me some consistency.... because otherwise if i don't have a purpose, like, "TODAY IS TUESDAY I MUST BLOG ABOUT CROISSANTS AND YELLE!!" then i'll be all "blog?? whatever it's pointless." and i'll go do something productive.
SO.
here we are.
tacos.
my mom is bringing home two chicken tacos for me. my stomach will be very happy. i like my tacos with yogurt rather than sour cream, and hot sauce. i don't get how people can stroll on into a taco/burrito/mexican restaurant/even taco bell, and be like "YES i would like the mild sauce." mild?????? hot sauce is supposed to be spicy. mild sauce is barely even a "hot sauce." and i can't tell if it's a flavor thing or a "wahhh my mouth is too hot thing."
although one time i tried the XXX sauce, and it was so tasty, but i ended up doing the milk chugging routine. this also happens with spicy asian noodles, which have no regard for tongue nerves.
so delicious.
tacos.
now music.
I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED. i was literally just listening to ou est le swimming pool last night. "dance the way i feel" and some other songs. a friend linked me to them maybe about three weeks ago? yeah so now i'm all like "this band ROCKS!!!"
today i googled them.... and this article popped up.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1304981/Charles-Haddon-Ou-Est-Le-Swimming-Pool-singer--commits-suicide-Belgian-music-festival.html
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
so that kind of ruins my hopes and dreams for a new band to add to my list of favorite bands.
RANDOMS:
- deadmau5 really needs to hurry up and release sofi needs a ladder.
- i've been listening to the new katy perry cd nonstop.... it's just so happy. reminds me of high school. good times.
- i watched 500 days of summer yesterday and need to look up that song that they play during the end credits. the first song.
- "islands" by the xx has been stuck in my head all day
- a friend just introduced me to some band called telefon tel aviv..... interesting stuff. must investigate further.
i have to go run around the house and whine until my tacos get here.
Monday, September 6, 2010
SOME REASONS WHY I LOVE THE HOFF
a brief list of reasons why i love david hasselhoff:
- BAYWATCH. hello. obviously. epic slow motion montages...... AND SAVING LIVES!!!
- the hoff can sing!
- he rows spongebob and patrick back to bikini bottom so they can return king neptune's crown and save the city... AND! withstands an explosion!!
- the hoff has some serious style. did anyone see the suit he wore when he was roasted on comedy central??! the man has swagger.
- also. his eyebrows. i don't know how to describe them. they're all.... ACTUALLY. picture time??
- BAYWATCH. hello. obviously. epic slow motion montages...... AND SAVING LIVES!!!
- the hoff can sing!
- he rows spongebob and patrick back to bikini bottom so they can return king neptune's crown and save the city... AND! withstands an explosion!!
- the hoff has some serious style. did anyone see the suit he wore when he was roasted on comedy central??! the man has swagger.
- also. his eyebrows. i don't know how to describe them. they're all.... ACTUALLY. picture time??
- the hoff can possibly dance... possibly. i'll call it now and say he's gonna make all the honeys swoon.
- i don't normally use the word "honeys." ever. that's the hasselhoff effect.
- he's a friggin icon.
I LOVE THE HOFF.
another blog post
i can't figure out how to pick my own background image.
like sequins.
but i found these great jellybeans in the acceptable blogger background image pop up window thingy.
I LOVE JELLY BEANS
fucking love them. (yes, this will most likely become one of those profane blogs)
almost went with the coffee beans but i REALLY hate brown.
ick.
see the strawberry cheesecake??? do you see it??!??!!
fucking LOVE THEM.
like sequins.
but i found these great jellybeans in the acceptable blogger background image pop up window thingy.
I LOVE JELLY BEANS
fucking love them. (yes, this will most likely become one of those profane blogs)
almost went with the coffee beans but i REALLY hate brown.
ick.
see the strawberry cheesecake??? do you see it??!??!!
fucking LOVE THEM.
blog post
I WANTED A BLOG AND NOW I HAVE ONE.
i have nothing to blog about AT THE MOMENT but i'll figure that out later.
i have nothing to blog about AT THE MOMENT but i'll figure that out later.
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