Damn I wrote out a whole long blog and it was lost when I pressed save. Let me try this again...
N.D. Check.
Batille? Check.
Grave yards? Check
Dinner? Check.
Drinks? Check.
Random drunk calls to the US? Check.
So, yesterday we went to the grave yard and visited our good friends Oscar Wilde and Jim Morrison among the million other dead people there. We took over 100 pictures (obviously we have a love for the morbid.)
We finally made it to our hotel and checked in. Went out for dinner, and came back drunk. We drunk dialed some friends in the US, and laughed ALOT! Ashley and I ordered room service. When the guy came to our door and he stepped inside. Ashley told him how cute he was and pinched his cheeks. I laughed hysterically. We laughed some more until we got a call from a man at the front desk. In a stern voice he said "You girls, STOP it!" I apologized and hung up. We passed out for the evening.
Today we went shopping to distract our hangover. We bought food so we can cook in our hotel flat. Then we went shopping again. We came back for tea and Aderal. Made our way to N.D. again and went inside this time.
Now back at David's about to change and get ready for the France Slam I'm competing in tonight! YEAY!
Miss you all,
Misty
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I Think it's Tuesday
N.D. Check.
Subways? Check.
Bastille? Check.
Grave yards? Check.
Dinner? Check.
Drinks? Check.
Drunk Phone calls to random friends in the USA? CHECK!
Haha whatever, it's all good.
Ashley is getting A LOT of attention over here with her red hair and green eyes.
Guys will stop her and ask her where her hotel is as I drag her away before she has a chance to answer. :)
Yesterday we saw Oscar Wilde, and Jim Morrison's graves among the millions of graves there.We took over 100 pictures (obviously we like morbid stuff hehe.)
We spent most of our day with the dead. Eventually made it to our hotel and checked in. went to have dinner came back to the hotel drunk. Drunk dialed a few people. We oreder room service. When the guy brought our cheese plate Ashley told him that he was verrrry cute and pinched his cheeks. ROFL! We laughed ALOT and got a call from a man from the front desk who said in a stern voice "You girls, STOP it!" I apologized and we passed out for the night.
Tonight I'm competing in the France Slam
Miss you all,
Misty
Subways? Check.
Bastille? Check.
Grave yards? Check.
Dinner? Check.
Drinks? Check.
Drunk Phone calls to random friends in the USA? CHECK!
Haha whatever, it's all good.
Ashley is getting A LOT of attention over here with her red hair and green eyes.
Guys will stop her and ask her where her hotel is as I drag her away before she has a chance to answer. :)
Yesterday we saw Oscar Wilde, and Jim Morrison's graves among the millions of graves there.We took over 100 pictures (obviously we like morbid stuff hehe.)
We spent most of our day with the dead. Eventually made it to our hotel and checked in. went to have dinner came back to the hotel drunk. Drunk dialed a few people. We oreder room service. When the guy brought our cheese plate Ashley told him that he was verrrry cute and pinched his cheeks. ROFL! We laughed ALOT and got a call from a man from the front desk who said in a stern voice "You girls, STOP it!" I apologized and we passed out for the night.
Tonight I'm competing in the France Slam
Miss you all,
Misty
Monday, July 21, 2008
Morning in Paris
Just woke up and about to get some coffee and a bite for breakfast. I'm getting used to the metro already and find it much easier to use than the NY subway. With that being said, I'm happy to say that I found Ashley (or should I say she found me) with very little trouble at N.D. (we took different flights.)
David is very nice and just to say, has really been a sweetie. I apreciate everything he has done.
Today the plan is to get food, then casually walk around ending up at N.D. again to have a final look inside and whatnot. on our way back to David's stop at the Bastille. David is at work, but left me with the spare, so we'll come back to his flat and get our gear heading to check in at our hotel.
Well, about to hop in the shower. That's all for now friends!
I love this!
Misty
David is very nice and just to say, has really been a sweetie. I apreciate everything he has done.
Today the plan is to get food, then casually walk around ending up at N.D. again to have a final look inside and whatnot. on our way back to David's stop at the Bastille. David is at work, but left me with the spare, so we'll come back to his flat and get our gear heading to check in at our hotel.
Well, about to hop in the shower. That's all for now friends!
I love this!
Misty
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
Ouch my Anus!
Whoa Lily!!
I went to the hair remover place (whatever you call it) today to get some tough ingrown hairs removed from the ol' twat. Lily advised me it wouldn't cost much and I'd be happy with my results. Inside the enclosed room she got to work. She asked the routine. I explained with great detail how I self epilate my bikini area, and shave the rest due to sensitivity. She shakes her head and says "You give me lots of work." As she begins to excavate my ingrown hairs, she says "very coarse hari you have, very coarse." I tell her it's the damn German blood and my father is an ape. She then commands me to put my legs up in the air in a very compromising position. "I don't even do this for guys I'm intimate with." I tell her.
"Clean now, you will love me later" as she begins deforesting the hairs I seemed to have missed in my routine. "OUCH!" I Eek as she waxes my bung hole. "What the fuck!?" I scream in my head as another pluck of labia hair is removed. "I came in to remove ingrown hairs I whimper."
"Stop being baby!" she replies.
After an hour of holding my legs in such a compromising position, she finally wipes her head and takes her spectacles off. She removes her gloves and begins to wash up. Naked from the waist down I hop off the torture bench only to find my legs have lost all blood and buckle under the weight of me. "Careful floor is slippery" she says in her Asian/French accent. "No I don't think it's the floor." I say as I pull myself back up on the table. "My legs are actually asleep, whoa!" Lily leaves the room so I can get it together. Again I put weight and try to stand, and again my legs buckle under me. I crumple to the floor. Flash backs of broken hip and the helplessness of not remembering how to walk or having strength and coordination to walk sweep over me. Wow. Scary. I finally get feeling back in my legs, change and come out of the room. "35 dollars, see you in a month" she says. and I know I will.
I went to the hair remover place (whatever you call it) today to get some tough ingrown hairs removed from the ol' twat. Lily advised me it wouldn't cost much and I'd be happy with my results. Inside the enclosed room she got to work. She asked the routine. I explained with great detail how I self epilate my bikini area, and shave the rest due to sensitivity. She shakes her head and says "You give me lots of work." As she begins to excavate my ingrown hairs, she says "very coarse hari you have, very coarse." I tell her it's the damn German blood and my father is an ape. She then commands me to put my legs up in the air in a very compromising position. "I don't even do this for guys I'm intimate with." I tell her.
"Clean now, you will love me later" as she begins deforesting the hairs I seemed to have missed in my routine. "OUCH!" I Eek as she waxes my bung hole. "What the fuck!?" I scream in my head as another pluck of labia hair is removed. "I came in to remove ingrown hairs I whimper."
"Stop being baby!" she replies.
After an hour of holding my legs in such a compromising position, she finally wipes her head and takes her spectacles off. She removes her gloves and begins to wash up. Naked from the waist down I hop off the torture bench only to find my legs have lost all blood and buckle under the weight of me. "Careful floor is slippery" she says in her Asian/French accent. "No I don't think it's the floor." I say as I pull myself back up on the table. "My legs are actually asleep, whoa!" Lily leaves the room so I can get it together. Again I put weight and try to stand, and again my legs buckle under me. I crumple to the floor. Flash backs of broken hip and the helplessness of not remembering how to walk or having strength and coordination to walk sweep over me. Wow. Scary. I finally get feeling back in my legs, change and come out of the room. "35 dollars, see you in a month" she says. and I know I will.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Paris
I have to admit I haven't kept a steady Journal since what's his face destroyed my previous Journal obbsession. I especially have had a hard time blogging since it is public, but what the hell now I really am an open book. . .
Well here it is! My last day in Dallas. Yeay. I've been waiting for this flight for over a year now.
Well here it is! My last day in Dallas. Yeay. I've been waiting for this flight for over a year now.
I liked WW/MK a lot, but he has decided best to "just be friends" and I am fine with that however I'm not spending too much energy on it anymore. He was the first guy I really persude on my time and well I think I'll just let em come to me if they're serious and go from there. WhAtEvEr.
I had Mars and Todd over lastnight for dinner. Yummy Mars! I love your tasty concotions!
Back to Paris, I have a list of things Ashley and I are going to do while there. She is trying to convince me to go to Amsterdam for a day even though it's going to cost a lot of our spending cash. I haven't decided if it would be worth it yet.
Plans changed a bit concerning spoken word events. David decided to not have the Paris Poets Open Mic for the rest of the summer due to low attendance. However, there is the France Slam.
David plans on taking us to Slam night and I plan on compeating (In English.)
Also the Catacombs is a high interest of mine. David said to bring clothes to get wet and dirty in and I'll just trash em when I'm done so I don't have to take em back with me. I can't wait! Ashley is afraid she will get ancient dead body particals on her, and is a bit Eeked out about the whole thing.
I think I have everything packed. Whatever I forget I'll buy there. I guess that's all for now and back to work...
MUAAH!
I love myself!
Always,
Misty
I had Mars and Todd over lastnight for dinner. Yummy Mars! I love your tasty concotions!
Back to Paris, I have a list of things Ashley and I are going to do while there. She is trying to convince me to go to Amsterdam for a day even though it's going to cost a lot of our spending cash. I haven't decided if it would be worth it yet.
Plans changed a bit concerning spoken word events. David decided to not have the Paris Poets Open Mic for the rest of the summer due to low attendance. However, there is the France Slam.
David plans on taking us to Slam night and I plan on compeating (In English.)
Also the Catacombs is a high interest of mine. David said to bring clothes to get wet and dirty in and I'll just trash em when I'm done so I don't have to take em back with me. I can't wait! Ashley is afraid she will get ancient dead body particals on her, and is a bit Eeked out about the whole thing.
I think I have everything packed. Whatever I forget I'll buy there. I guess that's all for now and back to work...
MUAAH!
I love myself!
Always,
Misty
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