alana goes away

Oooh la la Venus M-m-m-m-mooon-aaaa ch-ch-ch-cheeeser get Sam in the squinty mix arcy barcy OO eiffel Best set up I've seen a bum have   Rights. Well, I might as well get this one out there too, while I have the internet to play with. WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO then it was my 25THE BIRTHDAY! I wish there was 'caps lock' for numbers. Bold I guess. Yaaaaaay tho! Paris birthday. Went to the Louvre straight off the bat, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty awesome. We walked around with my jaw scraping off the floor tiles, and thinking of blimmin Mr Mackenzie, my art history teacher in high school who failed me with only 2 credits even tho I loved the class. Ah well. Saw one painting that looked like my friend Scotty if he took off his glasses, shaved, and put on mascara or something: Anyway, moving along. To the Eiffel Tower. We managed to book tickets the night before, which I would highly reco...

Way to make a sandwich look bad...add mayonnaise like that Père Lachaise cemetery ooo Famille Babe The sticky gum gross tree by Jim Morrisons grave... lil lady bug sturdy looking tombstone Oscar Wilde and his glass  compartmen t Catacombin' it uuuuuugh humanssssss  Sam getting some eyeless contact lana woz here '12 kzaaa So after that loooong wait without internet...crayzay. Funny just how long it takes them to swap a line over tho, surely, suuuurely it's not that hard! I still don't even have it, I'm babysitting and using the internet there. Baaaaaack to the Paris novel I was getting into so long ago...(booo birthday gone for another year...) After where I left off last time: Wake up! Not hungry just yet, so we head to the metro to be on our merry ways to our first desination...a local flea market! Not really the sort of thing you imagine ...

Poor old me, this is the longest I've gone without the Internet since it was invented. And when I say Internet, I mean computer Internet not phone Internet. Will be back with the rest of Paris in photos and words, tho by now the memories are going stale so it might end up being briefer than I'd first thought. Cool! I can't even upload photos from my phone. Heck. It's like I've gone AWOL.

It's my birthday! Woo! Thanks for birthing this lady mum! Heck yeah, and having a birthday on facebook makes you feel like a celebrity, all the messages n loves. Pretty awesome of you people! Anyway, here is a small photo montage of how awesome I was growing up. Well all-righty then, lets explain these a bit.  Top left, me with my kitty on my shoulder, in bed, with my rockin Peter Andre poster beside me. $2 from Disk Den that poster was, it stayed on my wall the longest time. I think I look like my little brother Patrick in this photo. Top right, me trying my hand at kapa haka. The one and ONLY time my feet have every looked big. They are the same size now as they were then. Yeah, Bottom left...well what can I say, aren't I a hoot! Velvet on velvet! Cream high waisted belt! Leather low slung bag! I think I saw 12 people wearing this in Paris this weekend, I guess I'm about 16 years ahead and about 11cm too short for this ensemble. Bottom middle, cows lick, bob,...

begging on the train from the airport. liar. Notre Dame! the south rose window right here's where #1 scam tried it on first time we saw it imagine they're together... So, Paris aye. What's it like? Well, this is sure to get long and wordsy, so I thought I might break it up, into a couple parts, So when the story ends abruptly, I've forewarned ye ok? Paris, the first day. 4.30am, up, ready, taxi's outside to take us to Heathrow, as we sure as shit are NOT missing this flight. (If you'll remember back to the post >Mountains beyond mountains<  which was the first time we went to France. We get there so bright and early that we accidentally line up to get on the flight to Paris that is 45 minutes before ours hah! The airport we went to,  Charles de Gaulle, is all spread out and horrible and we had to walk and walk and waaaaalk and I should stop complaining really. So anywa...