days ?-?: i dont even know where i am anymore!
okay so thats a lie; im in paris. and this keyboard is v difficult to use, since the french like to make things hard--theyve switched the a and q keys, the z and w keys, and all the punctuation. bastards. since this is taking forever to type, im just going to use the regular american keys, and youre going to have to translate:
clqudie qnd i got into pqris this ,orning; qfter spending tzo lovely dqys in bordequx: ze drqnk so,e zine on q zine tour of bordequw; zhich zqs nice; but not auite qs fun qs the zine tour thqt i did in sono,q zith ritu qnd ,qneesh: florence zqs greqt qs zell; qnd ze spent qn qfternoon in nice; zhich zqs qs nice qs the nq,e should i,ply:
after looking back at what i just wrote, it is apparent that faster isnt better. its also apparent that i should leave and go to the louvre. so, take care, and i'll write more when i can use a keyboard that wasnt put together by a drunk frenchman with a grudge against americans.
clqudie qnd i got into pqris this ,orning; qfter spending tzo lovely dqys in bordequx: ze drqnk so,e zine on q zine tour of bordequw; zhich zqs nice; but not auite qs fun qs the zine tour thqt i did in sono,q zith ritu qnd ,qneesh: florence zqs greqt qs zell; qnd ze spent qn qfternoon in nice; zhich zqs qs nice qs the nq,e should i,ply:
after looking back at what i just wrote, it is apparent that faster isnt better. its also apparent that i should leave and go to the louvre. so, take care, and i'll write more when i can use a keyboard that wasnt put together by a drunk frenchman with a grudge against americans.
posted by Sara @ 4:36 AM
4 Comments:
At 12:03 PM,
Anonymous said…
...cheese-eating surrender monkeys...
At 6:46 PM,
Anonymous said…
You even type with ze french accent. Pierre Derriere
At 6:55 PM,
Anonymous said…
So this yank has been out on the town checking out London's finest pubs and ales. Before heading for his hotel he forgets to do what nature will soon require after this beerfest. Walking to his room he goes through a very tony section of town with no public loo. He looks for a dark corner and just as he finds one and is ready to do his work a Bobby taps him on the shoulder. "Sorry sir, not here."
"But I really have to go," says the yank. "Follow me" says the Bobby who leads him to a service alley with numerous doors and gates. "Right in there sir," says the Bobby. The yank opens the door to find an absolutely stunning and splendidly maintained garden. The grass is immaculately manicured, the roses are just so, the bushes are trimmed in many fancy shapes. But having to go the yank goes about passing water, afterall, the Bobby said it was okay. When he is done he returns to the alley and finds the Bobby waiting for him. "Is that what you Brits call British Hospitality?" asks the yank. "No sir, we call that the French Embassy."
At 1:32 PM,
Anonymous said…
OMG, them keyboards are the suck. I like the title of your next post though..."Paris and London for a few...days" (use Google to figure it out).
-Austrian
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