What time is it where you are? I miss you more than anything Back at home you feel so far Waitin for the phone to ring It’s gettin lonely livin upside down I don’t even wanna be in this town Tryin to figure out the time zones makin me crazy
What time is it where you are? 5 more days and i’ll be home I keep your picture in my car I hate the thought of you alone I’ve been keepin busy all the time Just to try to keep you off my mind Tryin to figure out the time zones makin me crazy
I miss you so bad I miss you so bad I miss you so bad I miss you so bad I miss you so bad I wanna share your horizon I miss you so bad and see the same sunrising I miss you so bad Turn the hour hand back to when you were holding me.
You say good morning When it’s midnight Going out of my head Alone in this bed I wake up to your sunset It’s drivin me mad I miss you so bad and my heart heart heart is so jetlagged heart heart heart is so jetlagged heart heart heart is so jetlagged is so jetlagged
its nine thirty pm. wat it do? GET DRUNK AND EAT PASTA AND WATCH FRENCH MOVIE
its rainy as fuck and im drinkin vodka and AJ and avoiding the lightning and thunder and watching L’auberge Espagnole
I’m not even 20 minutes in and ME N XAVIER ARE ALREADY BFFS
because holy shit.
Getting to fill out all the fucking paperwork. Dealing with dick faces. Saying goodbye to the people you love. Telling people to fuck off when you want to cry. Telling everyone you know exactly what you’re doing and it’s going to be awesome. The nerve-wracking stupid long flight there. Arriving and having a shit ton of bags and people staring. Random ass hos wanna talk to you. Fucking dicks telling you to return to your country.
livin life abroad y’all.
So he has to say goodbye as I did and I want to talk to people more and fucking fuck fuck fuck
So, it might be hard to see, plus it’s upside down but this is the joke John Cleese played on Michael Palin.
He came to visit when they were doing construction, and learned that for a donation, you could get a block with your name on it. So Cleese payed for two blocks, one for him, and one for Palin, but as a joke, he misspelled his name on purpose, and called Palin and told him that he had donated a block to the new Globe replica in his name, so Palin never knew about the joke, just about the block. But the people installing this noticed. They didn’t want to ruin the joke, but they thought it would be fun to get back at Cleese, so they made his block half the size of everyone else’s.
Also it turns out Palin never found out till a few years later when a tourist met him in the street, and asked for a photo and mentioned “oh I just went by the globe today; it’s really funny what John Cleese did to your block.”
I’ve been sick of ham and cheese (on gallettes, croque monsieurs, baguettes, and even on sandwich bread). The cheapest version of that is 3.50 in the street and all you get is a fast sammich baguette.
But for 3.50 at the RU I can get a square meal.
This morning after doing paperwork I was starved so I met Jess at the RU down by the dental surgery building (I have a sneaking suspicion their food is better) and I had crispy roasted chicken, enough mushrooms and broccoli to last me for days, half a grapefruit, and an apple tart.
Yesterday I had a mini eclair with my lunch.
This is AWESOME.
Somehow it ends up being better than US university style buffet eating.
Besides they give you so much its not like I want to go back and get more.
Imma get so fat here. I just found out you can get two veggies instead of one.
For dinner I got turkey and mac n cheese and raspberry sorbet and watermelon and an orange.