My titles tend to be lame beyond all reason. This is no exception.

Hi guys! Yes yes, this will be more than a silly paintshop drawing. It will be words AND a paintshop drawing (I don't have Italian today, hence the blog)

As far as the whole me and gavois thing goes, I ended up letting it go because he is a douche bag and nothing I can say will change that. Although, if he pisses me off again he wil have some kendra flame on his hands. Burning hot, well spoken (although much less well spoken since it'll be in french) calm, scary, anger. Or maybe I'll just start crying and try to make him feel really bad. That'd work too.

Camille and I had such a killer night last night. It starte doff with the normal, I don't know what else to do so I'm gonna bug the hell out of everyone, but in a really endearing way. Then christophe decided to attack her with a dirty sponge and I joined in and we got away and ran into the bathroom. We had to get him back for the dirty sponge thing because it was just gross, so we put our hair up on top of our heads in warrior woman fashion, then we covered our hands in shaving cream and ran out screaming into the living room and covered everyone's face with it and then ran back into the bathroom and locked the door. We waited there until everyone had stopped wanting to anahilate us and then everything was good. It was just a silly fun time.

The librarian is looking at me really strangely and I feel very uncomfortable. Oh yeah, she can see everything I'm doing on the computer, including my drawings...

fun.

Sunday we were supposed to go skiing (blech. I suck at skiing (see a couple of blogs below)) so I wake up at 5am (double blech) and stumble out into the living room and see Christophe at the computer. He turns around to look at me with this immenselsy sad look on his face. He tells me that apparently it is raning/snowing/sleet-ing in the mountains so we can't go because it would suck. And!!! that I can go back to bed. I was super happy and returned to the warm cosy cuccoon of my bed. SO Christophe is beeing all whiny all day because he really wanted to go skiing and he decides that we need to go out. Me and Geveniève joined him on an adventure trek near the sea in marseille. It was actually more like just something to do to get out of the house, so it was all good. We're walking along, and we find this nice little destroyed nazi bunker (the kind of thing I never thought I'd say) to sit on and rocks, and the water, and it was all just very pretty and nice and calm. Christophe decides to go stand out on the rocks because he is MAN and that is what MAN does. And then this big fricken wave comes up and he gets SOAKED. See picture.





Pretty hilarious if I do say so myself.

Um... Yay! I don't know what else to say and I am pretty hungry. . And someone needs to upload the last lost episode on to limewire, becaues I have a serious craving for some lost right now.

love you guys!