January 2009
17 posts
French translation of "to shiver":
intransitive verb
(with cold) grelotter (with de); (with fear) frémir (with de); (with disgust) frissonner (with de).
This morning, around 9:30, I experienced each sensation, each translation. France - the essence, the daily, not the country - is cold.
“The love that we will never make together is the most beautiful, the most...”
– Serge Gainsbourg (via luxembourg)
La regime française.
I have a new diet that I simply can not keep to myself because it works so well. The steps are as follows:
Come to France, preferably to see an ex, or other relation with strong emotional significance.
Get your heart broken, repeatedly by said person.
Stop eating altogether par hasard, simply because you consequently have no appetite for food (and/or life).
Et puis voilà, drop 3 kilos in as...
Do you feel sorry for me or want to kill me over...
I have eaten perhaps 3 proper meals since arriving in France 8 days ago. (Don’t blame me; blame it on … nerves?)
From an email to a friend back in New York: “Oy won’t you let me play the role of brokenhearted teenager, but with a salary and passport!?”
A bientôt!
The les-francophile is to France for two weeks. Ta!
Me: i have an internets crush
Mary Anne: crush on who?
Me: his name is gorgeous [sends photo]
Mary Anne: haha. i can see why you'd go for him, but he's a bit pale for your taste, no?
Me: i mean yeah but i think i need to like come to grips with the fact that me + hiphopsters aren't going to interact much socially
Mary Anne: haha, true.
Me: SAD truth! sad!
My week is really hectic and I have tons upon tons of work to do - it’s really going to kick my ass - but after a very productive day, I am beginning to release myself to the craziness of a busy week BECAUSE A WEEK FROM NOW I WILL BE EN CHAMPAGNE! It really is about time I get my hotmess self there, considering the number of cases of the Godly nectar I drink on an annual basis.
Peter Gabriel - Blood of Eden (Special Mix for Wim...