Oui, I am très Drunk! And Apparently Aryan...
Hookers,
I loved Paris! As soon as I get home, I'm taking French classes so that when I am a rich and famous rock star I can have my very own extremely cool flat, where I can promptly commence gorging myself on delicious food all day and all night.
Last night, I went to my friend Staphane's birthday party where I ate cherries off of a tree in the backyard. I'm talking I just bit those suckers right off of there...Mmmm mmmm! Then on my way to the Louvre, I saw some guy tearing the crap out of the sidewalk with a power breaker and thought of you, B. I wanted to throw on a bikini, roll myself in oil, and join in the fun.*
I decided to peace out a little early to go to Nice, which, appropriately, is very nice. I plan on baking myself like so much brownies for the next three days. I'm hoping to avoid scary old lady boobs, though. I noticed (unfortunately) that they were out in abundance on the beach today on my way to the hotel. Ick.
I hope you're all getting ridiculous amounts of action while I'm gone, and I expect dramatic stories regarding such activities from some of you...you know who you are...when I get home!
w/love,
Sum
*(See http://www.ministryofsound.com/Music/Singles/BennyBenassi-Satisfaction.htm for details!)
