I am tired of being nice. If you are sick, in a crap relationship, or just depressed, please don't be my friend, use my kindness, and forget that I exist, or make plans to do stuff but then back out, or just decide that I'm a good friend when things are rough it's ok to go back to your old ones and talk shit behind my back.

And the whole just not speaking to me thing is immature. We're in our 20's not teens.

If you want to be a friend, a real true friend, then act like it.

I guess I'm writing b/c of insomnia and stress. I have a guest for a few days: Brent's friend Tyler who's emailed me or something at least every other day since his passing. His girlfriend was a butt face and dumped him the week he was going to propose. I told him he could come here to get out of dodge and he took me up on it immediately. He's a good kid, almost 22, and doesn't deserve this crap but how many good people deserve the crap they're dealt?

Saw Hairspray the other night and I highly recommend it. Really funny and a good plot honestly. I watched Marie Antoinette the other night and I actually felt sorry for the girl. I wish I had at least one of those dresses though. So pretty to see Versailles almost empty. Those Copolla's...

Tomorrow we're going to the mall, underground, and ice skating. We were going to do 6 flags but turns out neither of us like roller coasters. But we love to skate! Will may or may not come. This will be kind of a test. I can't date someone who can't skate.

I wish I could talk about what's really upsetting me on top of everything else but I'll just say that I feel EXTREMELY used and hurt. On top of it, my parents were the ones who pointed it out.

In other news: I bought some topsiders and a pair of shorts. My first pair of shorts in 10 years and I get to take them back b/c we're not going to 6 flags yay!

Lily is here and adjusting. So much better than "the bean" as my dad refers to her. Except she has worms, which gross me out.

Obama's father converted to Islam but Obama himself is a member of the Church if Christ. Just an fyi. Still won't vote for him though. He has minimal experience in politics compared to the other Dem candidates.

This is the plight of the good girl. Every guy says, "I just wish I could meet a 'good girl'". But when said guy, call him Ted, meets said good girl, Tina, and finds out her morals, way of life, whatever, he's no longer interested b/c he knows he won't get any. Now some girls will say the same thing, "I just want a good guy" when they don't really. I do want a "good guy" I don't care about looks except for teeth and weight. And height I guess. I'm, 5'2" so it would be nice for some one to be taller. As far as weight goes, just healthy is great. Anyway, I'm a "good girl" so I know the second sentence to be true and quite disheartening. I test people, like Ted, until they ask what I believe and when I tell them, I get, "oh that's admirable" and the sparkle in their eyes disappears. So sad but so low at the same time. Yes I realize it's very hard not to preserve yourself but it's called discipline and takes a lot of faith. However, the majority of girls out there have no problem with not waiting. So pick one of those. I'm probably one in a million, it's my decision, and I’m proud of it. I'm just saying, guys, stop fooling yourself. The majority of you don't really want a good girl and you probably don't even have the discipline and faith it takes to keep one.

So that's my rant of the day. I went to sleep at 8 on the couch and woke up an hour ago. I made myself a really good dinner though. Baked chicken with wishbone dressing, garlic powder, and cracked black pepper, a baked potato in the oven, fresh asparagus, and rolls. It was yummy. I resigned my lease earlier today. My rent is going up by almost $100. But I’m getting a little bit of a break since I went to UA and all ;) I want one of those boxes Brooke, my bag had peanut everything in it and I’m allergic + I like the boxes. If it goes up again next year, I’ll have to move or get a roomie. Or maybe I’ll be married! Haha, jk :) My dad is coming tomorrow with Lillian! I miss my puppy. She doesn't need to be running around the yard anymore b/c she has such bad knees (it's a shi-tzu thing). He wants to see this exhibit at Emory. He takes forever in museums. I just go through but he and my mom like to stop and read everything. I'll probably bring a book and read on Emory's poor excuse of a quad.

Psalm 13

1 How long, O LORD ? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?

2 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and every day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?

3 Look on me and answer, O LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death;

4 my enemy will say, "I have overcome him,"
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.

5 But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.

6 I will sing to the LORD,
for he has been good to me.

Psalm 14

1 The fool says in his heart,
"There is no God."
They are corrupt, their deeds are vile;
there is no one who does good.

2 The LORD looks down from heaven
on the sons of men
to see if there are any who understand,
any who seek God.

3 All have turned aside,
they have together become corrupt;
there is no one who does good,
not even one.

4 Will evildoers never learn—
those who devour my people as men eat bread
and who do not call on the LORD ?

5 There they are, overwhelmed with dread,
for God is present in the company of the righteous.

6 You evildoers frustrate the plans of the poor,
but the LORD is their refuge.

7 Oh, that salvation for Israel would come out of Zion!
When the LORD restores the fortunes of his people,
let Jacob rejoice and Israel be glad!

Psalm 15

1 LORD, who may dwell in your sanctuary?
Who may live on your holy mountain?

2 Those whose walk is blameless,
who do what is righteous,
who speak the truth from their hearts;

3 who have no slander on their tongues,
who do their neighbors no wrong,
who cast no slur on others;

4 who despise those whose ways are vile
but honor whoever fears the LORD;
who keep their oaths even when it hurts;

5 who lend money to the poor without interest
and do not accept bribes against the innocent.
Whoever does these things
will never be shaken.

I need a job. Resume and refs vailable upon request.

*Correction to last post: it's Zwinky, not Twinky.*

*EDIT: Some of the questions still had the answers of the person I stole this from. It's all me now*

Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed?
Maybe, it was at a hospice in Texas.

Have you ever punched a tree?
No...That's the weirdest question ever.

Do you believe that if you want something bad enough you'll get it?
I believe that God has a plan for all of us. It may not be what we want but it's His plan. I know I wanted Brent to get better more than anything and he didn't so I guess my answer would be no.

Do you have a sixth sense?
Definitely and I think it freaks people out.

Do you watch a lot of tv?
My tv is on all the time for my cat so I guess I do by default.

Have you tried ecstacy?
No!

Kill or Be killed?
Be killed.

Break someones heart or Have your heart broken?
Heart breaker.

Never sleep or Never eat?
Eat.

Who was the last person you couldn't take your eyes off of?
My Brent, I hope he's picking someone new for me who is just as good as him, if possible.

Would you ever get a tattoo?
I'm contemplating.

Who was the last person you had a dream about?
I hardly remember my dreams.

Are you a morning person or a night person?
Night

Have you ever gotten a hickey?
Yes, and I hope it NEVER happens again.

Are you dating anyone?
No

Do you fall asleep easily?
No.

Have you ever kissed in the rain?
Yes.

Do you eat like a pig?
I do at night. That means I'm going to be fat when I get older right?

Are you there for your friends?
Yes, I've always tried to be. I'm the shoulder to cry on and I think that some people can't handle the fact that I can't be that shoulder right now.

Do you shower every day?
Yes.

Do you like to spend time with people?
Of course! Especially my bffs and family.

Drunk dialer or texter?
I think I've done both but not often

Are you hungry?
No, I had half a bag of Bertoli with extra asparagus.

Are you a forgiving person?
I am. I hate grudges. They're uneccessary and immature.

Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?
I blink so I guess both.

Do you drink every weekend?
No

Would you ever share a girl/boy with your best friend?
Gross, no!

Are you talking to anyone while doing this?
No, I'm alone :(

Do you want a relationship right now?
I'm lonely so yes, but don't think it will be easy. I'm ready but it took Brent a lot of work to win me over. And I hate being hit on.

What are you about to do?
Order a book from amazon

This is way TMI!!

But what the hell is Twinky? I'm so sick of those commercials. "Be anyone, get twinky, get twinky". Make it stoooooppppp!!!!

Six years ago.....2001

1.) How old were you?: 18-19

2.) Where did you go to school? BHS-UA

3.) Where did you work?: Nowhere

4.) Where did you live?: With my dad

5.) Where did you hang out? In the yearbook room, Mrs. Todd's office - the Ferg

6.) Did you wear glasses? Yep and contacts

7.) Who was your best friend(s): Kimberly Herndon and Heather Thomas

8.) How many tattoos did you have?: 0

9.) How many piercings did you have?: Just my ears

10.) What car did you drive?: 1995 Mazda Protege

11.) Had you been to a real party? Nope

12.) Had You had your heart broken?: No

-------------3 years ago----------2004

1.) How old were you? 21

2.) Where did you go to school?: University of Alabama

3.) Where did you work? Nowhere...I was a lazy bum.

4.) Where did you live?: T-town and home with dad.

5.) Where did you hang out? The ferg, my aunt's, Roly Poly

6.) Did you wear glasses?: Yep and contacts

7.) Who were your best friend(s)?: Leslie Hill, Heather Thomas, Jennifer Harris, Wendy D'Agostino

9.) How many tattoos did you have.?: 0

10.) How many piercings did you have?: My ears

11) What car did you drive?: 1999 Honda Civic

12) Had your heart broken?: No

13. Single/Taken/Married/Divorced: single

--------------------Today--------------------

1.) How old are you?: 24

2.) Where do you work?: Institute of Public Health

3.) Where do you live?: Lincoln at Decatur apts

4.) Do you wear glasses? Yep and contacts

5.) Who are your close friends? Leslie, Heather, Jerica, Allison, Nikki, um lots more...

6.) Do you talk to your old friends? Yes, some

7.) How many piercings do you have?: ears

8.) How many tattoos?: 0

9.) What kind of car do you have? 1999 Honda Civic

10.) Has your heart been broken?: Yes

11.)Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?: Single, a widowed fiancee if there is such a thing.

REPOST AS "HOW MUCH HAVE YOU CHANGED IN 6 YEARS"

OK some of you i.e. 2 of you know that I've been contemplating a tat. It would be in the small area below my ankle in a lightish ink. I've been thinking about it for around 6 months but I couldn't come up with anything that wasn't cliche, ugly, big, or dark. However, I had an epiphany last night! Despite outward appearances, I'm mostly Cherokee. So I looked up the Cherokee alphabet on the internet and it's really pretty. So if I get one it will be the Cherokee word for God. It's only 2 characters and will be very small so when I'm old I can get it lasered or I can put make-up on it when I want. The word for God in Cherokee is pronounced "yo-wa", very similar to the Hebrew word for God. I wanted something religious and something that represented a part of me. I chose the foot b/c that's where Brent's cancer started and it's like the most least likely spot to get fat ;) I put a lot of thought in it and if I do it I think this is perfect. So what do you think?

It's called Karma.

That is all.

Countries are looking to improve protection for animals and plants
Elephants and the ivory trade come under the spotlight as the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species (Cites) summit opens.

Just prior to the opening, a committee voted that a limited sale of stockpiled ivory from southern Africa to Japan could go ahead.

Some African countries want a 20-year ban on trading ivory.

The two-week meeting in The Hague will also seek protection for the sawfish, cedar, and some corals.

Conservation groups are targeting China's tiger farming business.

The three-yearly Cites meetings set restrictions on trade in species regarded as endangered or threatened.

This year's summit on the 32-year old treaty brings 175 national delegations to The Hague, along with other UN agencies, and conservation and animal welfare organisations.

Opposing visions

Two starkly different approaches to the largely banned ivory trade will be up for discussion.

Kenya and Mali are seeking a total 20-year moratorium, while Botswana and Namibia are seeking increased exports.

Cites has twice before granted southern African countries the right to export ivory from stockpiles to Asia.

Concerns over mechanisms for monitoring the trade had prevented the second sale, approved in 2002, from taking place.

But on the eve of the meeting, a technical committee decided that mechanisms to monitor poaching in Africa were sufficiently effective, and that Japan had established proper safeguards to ensure only the designated ivory was imported. South Africa, Botswana and Namibia will sell 60 tonnes to the Asian nation.

Conservationists believe any extension in legal exports will fuel the already substantial illegal trade.

"Every time Cites even talks about relaxing the ivory ban, poaching goes up," said Peter Pueschel of the International Fund for Animal Welfare (Ifaw).

A recent report from the wildlife trade monitoring organisation Traffic said there were now 92 seizures of illegal ivory seizures each month.

All at sea

Fresh from a string of defeats at the International Whaling Commission in Alaska, Japan is trying another route to an expansion of whaling by asking Cites to review restrictions on trading whale meat.

Conservation and animal welfare organisations are also alarmed by China's bid for a relaxation of rules on trading products from tiger farms which have sprung up in recent decades.

"If you open up a legal trade in tiger parts, it opens up a huge demand which can obviously cause problems for the wild populations," observed Dave Eastham, head of wildlife at the World Society for the Protection of Animals (WSPA).

The list of life-forms for which governments are seeking extra protection is dominated by marine organisms.

The sawfish, hunted for its spectacular rostrum (snout), the porbeagle shark, and the spiny dogfish (whose meat is sold in British fish and chip shops under the name rock salmon) are all being depleted fast.

Red and pink corals, extracted principally in Asia and the Mediterranean and exported mainly to the US for use in necklaces, are also on the target list of conservation-minded governments.

However, there is opposition to listing some of these species, notably from the UN Food and Agriculture Organization (FAO) which feels effective fisheries management would be a better and less bureaucratic option.

On land, protection is being sought for some rosewood and cedar trees. Pau Brazil, whose wood is used in top-of-the-range violin bows, may also gain protection.

One long-term issue likely to divide delegates is a proposal that development and poverty concerns should be taken into account when deciding Cites restrictions.

Dear IHJC,

Seriously, stop stalking my blog(s) and find a new nemesis. This is getting old. Get over it already. I can't physically handle the stress right now at all. My kidneys are prematurely failing and the stress just takes away more of my time. So please, just stop. I know the club doesn't give a flying eff about me but stop. Please. I'm a horrible person, a liar, manipulator, raging bi-atch, etc. There, is that what you want? Hopefully, that is enough to satisfy the club.

Thanks,
Jennifer

The current US presidential debates are almost certain to see the candidates asked to comment on spiritual issues, but some Americans are worried about the trend towards religiosity in public life.


Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton will be challenged on their beliefs
At my twins' annual school camp in West Virginia, you are meant to leave your troubles behind.

It is an idyllic couple of days - a communing with nature which my wife gallantly insists is simply too enjoyable for her to take part in - it has to be a dad's experience.

Actually it is not that uncomfortable. The tents are sensible structures with plenty of room to stand up. There are rudimentary bunk beds you can bang your head on in the early morning.

The setting is a reminder too of the size of the United States - only two hours from the nation's capital, these are woods and fields as empty and isolated as any in the Scottish Highlands.

The kids love it. They and 20 other seven-year-olds, roast marshmallows by the campfire, catch tadpoles in the pond, and roam around, unwashed, at five in the morning in the early light of the West Virginia day, pointing their torches into each other's tents.

Silence before breakfast

"Did Cole see a bug and sleep in his dad's car? Did Peter's water bottle break? Did Talia's mum fall out of bed?" Etc etc, and then comes breakfast.

Breakfast is an indoors affair, not luxurious but hey this is America and these are middle class kids and some parents are beginning to flag by seven in the morning and there is a need for the familiar comforts of multi-coloured cereals and soy milk.

First though - a silence.

"Please take off your hats," asks the jolly camp counsellor (yes, that is what they call them). She looks down and up again.

The silence lasts less than 30 seconds and my two children discover that there are pancakes with M&Ms inside them and we give the silence not another thought.

But I am a foreigner here, an anthropologist, and one of the pitfalls of anthropology is that there are some things you have to be a member of the tribe to really get.

Unbeknownst to me the silence has caused outrage, or to be more precise, has caused pleasure to some and great outrage to others.

I discover this later when talking to a dad about the post silence debate which took place between certain concerned parents and the silence enforcing camp counsellor.

Religious divide

Basically the problem is this: What was the silence? Was it contemplative or was it religious? The distinction to my English mind was unimportant. I am personally not religious but I am not fussed about the trappings of religion in the public space.

The Creation Museum exhibits the Earth's history according to the Bible
To me it is part of life, no big deal, but in modern America it is a big deal.

Some parents believed that the breakfast silence was an attempt by a religious cabal to take over our camp, to insinuate their beliefs into our get-together, to steal the minds of our kids.

Are they right to be in such a funk? I am not sure that they are.

America is famously religious, infamously if you like, but try as they might, the real hard-line theocracy crowd repeatedly fail to get their ideas to fly.

When you visit them, as I did, coincidentally, just days after the breakfast silence issue, you find a group of people in a funk comparable to that of the atheists.

I was at the Creation Museum in Kentucky, the day after it opened, a moment evangelicals should really have been celebrating with great gusto. And to an extent they were.

The museum is a striking place, with wonderfully life-like models of Adam and Eve and the garden of Eden, and an airy, well put-together feel.

But I did not get the impression from those in charge or from those visiting, that they considered themselves to be on the march in modern America.

In fact the whole thing had a slightly beleaguered feel.

One parent confided: "At last there's a place I can bring the kids where they are taught what we teach them at home."

Another asked me almost plaintively whether I was convinced by the museum's planetarium where the sun was created after the Earth.

Freedom of choice

I had to be honest and say that I was not, but I felt quite sorry as I did.

There is nothing remotely convincing about the Creation Museum and frankly if it poses the threat to American science that some American critics claim it does, that seems to me to be as much a commentary on the failings of the scientific establishment as it is on the creationists.

There is a reason, I think, why theocracy will never fly in the United States and it has been touched on, inadvertently, by George Bush himself.

Mr Bush often makes the point that the philosophy of the Islamic radicals, full of hate and oppression, would not be attractive to people who truly had the freedom to choose.

Similarly the philosophy of the Old Testament, so much celebrated by some evangelicals here, has a limited power to enthral free people.

At the Creation Museum, goggle-eyed children watch depictions of the Great Flood in which children and their mums and dads are consumed, because God is cross.

In a nation of kindly moderate people I am not sure this is the future.

I put my faith - in America.

- George Washington grew marijuana in his garden.
- His false teeth were made from whale bone.
- John Q. Adams had a pet alligator that he kept in the East room of the White House.
- Lincoln's mom died when the family cow ate poisonous mushrooms and she drank the milk.
- James Garfield could write Latin with one hand and Greek with the other simultaneously!
- In 1812, after being shot in the chest, Ted Roosevelt finished a speech he was delivering
before seeking medical attention.
- Gerald Ford was once a male model.
- Pluto, the astronomical sign for death, was directly over Dallas when JFK was born.
- Jimmy Carter is a speed reader (2000 words per minute).

I got this new book. The title will be revealed later but I'm going to try and do at least one random fact of the day from it. Now for our very first of the randomness:

No president has ever been an only child.

Some of you know that my uncle was diagnosed with 4th stage esophageal (sp?) cancer about 2 months ago. He passed away this morning at around 6:30 cst. Please pray for my aunt Janice, their grandson Brayden, and Steven. They already lost Michael at 19 (my closest 1st cousin). I hate cancer. HATE it. 5 emails weren't enough. I can do more and I will. I didn't see him after his diagnosis. I couldn't and now I feel so bad. He was proud of me. One of the few family members that would actually verbalize it and I didn't say goodbye. I was a coward. This can't keep happening to families. It's' too cruel. Does anyone know how to get in touch with Lori Foster? Her dad and Bill were good friends. All the way back to high school.

We had Old El Paso burritos for dinner. It's really expensive to buy the mix here though so we splie the cost. I paid for the kit and Emy paid for the meat and stuff. Tonight is crepe night.

We went to the Notre Dane du Havre today and I lit a candle for Brent (no I'm not catholic).

I'm staying at a hotel near the airport Tues night since ny plane lands at 10:15 am.

I'm going present shopping Mon soooo, last call for souvenirs. Except for Leslie, I owed her a b'day present.

"How to Stop an Exploding Man"

We begin pretty much where we left off, with D.L. injured and Niki caring for him. They have to escape from some guards, so D.L. manages to phase them through a wall. He then convinces Niki that he's slowing her down, so she runs off to get Micah alone. Bennet and Mohinder cross guns over Molly, but Sean wakes up and declares that no one is going to hurt her. Over in Chinatown, Hiro wants to go after Ando so that Sylar won't kill him, but Daddy Hiro thinks that's a stupid idea. He eventually just hands over the Sword of Legacy to his son, and Hiro teleports after his buddy. Sylar paints a vision that includes Peter and he finds this mildly irritating, so he murders a canvas.

At Landslide Victory Central, Nathan's mother informs her son that Linderman's been murdered. Then she gets all handsy with him and says that the plan remains the same: he's going to be president, with or without Linderman. Nathan's on board with this idea. Bennet gets a call from Claire while he and Mohinder are arguing about Molly's future. Claire reports Ted's death. Bennet asks for Peter and then tells him that, since both he and Sylar have Ted's power, Peter's the only person who can possibly stop Sylar. Peter stoically just asks where to find him. Bennet decides to use Molly to find Sylar, but she's falling sick again, so this proves difficult.

Peter takes Claire to a parking garage, and Nathan's there. Claire's pissed because Peter lied to her and thinks they can't trust Nathan. Peter's scared and needs his big brother. While the siblings discuss the explosion, Claire escapes from the car, but she runs into Big Bad Grandma Petrelli. Peter listens in on Nathan's thoughts and realizes that he's the snake Claire thinks he is. Peter runs off to find her but he starts to go radioactive out in an alley and passes out. Speaking of passing out, Molly's really ill, so Mohinder gives her another transfusion. She recovers enough to locate Sylar in Isaac's loft. Bennet calls his daughter and learns that she's with her birth family; he convinces her to stay with them because she'll be safer. Bennet tells Matt that they have to find Peter, but Matt just wants to go shoot Sylar a whole bunch.

Peter wakes up to find himself in the greenhouse on top of the Deveaux building. He watches himself wheel Simone's father out onto the roof. They're accompanied by Mama Petrelli. Simone comes out and chats with Past Peter about dying and heroism and it's really sweet. Future Peter then listens in on his mother's conversation; Mr. Deveaux sings Peter's praises while Ma Petrelli basically says her youngest son sucks. She leaves and Mr. Deveaux announces that he knows Peter is there. Ando goes to kill Sylar, but he messes that up. Fortunately, Hiro shows up and saves him. Meanwhile, Niki comes upon Micah's prison and Candice is there, pretending to be Jessica. She's also creating the illusion that Micah's injured or dead. Matt stupidly goes after Sylar and finds a painting that points him to Kirby Plaza and the death match between Sylar and Peter. Claire learns that the Petrellis know all about the explosion and are doing nothing to stop it. She jumps out the window to avoid a future with this fucked-up and twisted family.

Niki and Candice crash around the room a bit, with Niki on the receiving end of an arse-whupping. Luckily, Niki gets a glimpse of the real Jessica in a shard of mirror and realizes that Candice is a big fat faker. So she whomps her and rescues her son. Hiro takes Ando back to Japan and leaves him there. Peter talks to Mr. Deveaux and learns the truth. Peter is going to save the world because he can love, and, in the end, all that really matters is love. Bennet wakes Peter up and tells him that he's sticking around to shoot him in case he can't control the radioactivity. Bennet tells Peter to call him by his first name. Noah. HA!

Mohinder, Molly, D.L., Niki, and Micah join up and manage to escape from Linderman's guards. Down in the plaza, Peter and Bennet look for Sylar. They don't have to search long; he's right behind them. He tosses Bennet across the plaza and faces off with Peter. Time stands still. No. Not really. Sylar TK's Peter, then Matt shows up and shoots at Sylar, but Sylar just reverses the bullets onto Matt. Mo, Niki, D.L., and the Superkids exit the building and start to run off, but Mo goes to help Matt. Sylar hits Peter with a parking meter, but Niki intervenes and knocks him down. Score! An old-fashioned brawl begins with Peter and Sylar, but Peter's hands start glowing, so he freaks. Hiro shows up just in time with his trusty sword. He stabs Sylar through the heart. He goes down. Peter's hands are still glowing, though, so he asks Hiro to stop time. In his last dying gasp, Sylar TK's Hiro through the air, so Hiro has to teleport out of there to save himself.

Peter's still going to blow up. Claire runs up and Bennet hands her the gun. She walks to Peter and aims. He tells her to do it. She can't. Peter says there is no other way. But then Nathan flies down out of the sky and says there is. He says that Peter saved the cheerleader so that they could save the world. Nathan grabs his brother and they fly off into the sky so that Peter can detonate in space. Oh. My. God. Both Peter and Nathan are dead! AIEEEE! Volume One of the series ends and...Volume Two begins with Hiro landing in a field in Japan. Hundreds of years ago. During an eclipse. Oh, holy crap I can't wait for next season.

Today

- Went to the beach, found tons of sea glass
- Went to the mall and got Leslita's b'day present FINALLY! And my hair perfume from Sephora. Chanel for my hair, le sigh.
- Got a carnet de dix for the bus
- Ate a Quick Burger and fries. Delicious. They had a Spider Man Burger!
- Mailed post cards so be on the lookout

Yesterday

- Groceries: I LOVE French grocery stores. I mean really. I adore them so that was the highlight of my day and I got to catch up on sleep finally.

Tomorrow

- Beach, Notre Dame (here), St. Joseph's, and of course Etretat.

A la prochaine...

That was supposed to post yesterday.

We had so much fun at Etretat that we just stayed there all day 11:30-5:30 and we got home about 7:00. I'm still stuffed from my lunch: pizza margherita and crepes with chesnut cream and whipped cream (trust me it's some good stuff). Etretat was amazing. I'll let the pics on facebook do the talking when I get around to putting them up there. The world is a beautiful place. Get out there while you still can.