holy merde, i am so tired. i went to sleep far too late last night (dont ask) and even slept in a little, but i am spent. work was good, very busy, as will be the case for at least the next three weeks. on my lunch, i searched for a poste. i was hell bent on finding one, but as i was running out of time, i began to give up. but then, wham, i saw one. yay. i have stamps. and you will have postcards soon.
on my way home from work, i decided to take a new route home, so as to avoid the huge fucking chatelet metro station (i hate chatelet, it is always busy, and it is always swarming with damn gypsy kids trying to steal your money). i avoid chatelet like the plague. well, the first metro line i took, i only needed to go one stop. and then to transfer - this should be easy right? well, fuck, i accidentally got on the same line i had just gotten off of, so i ended up back where i started. ah well, i wanted to see how this new route worked out, and i must say, it's better than going through chatelet.
no really good metro stories to report. there was an accordian player on one of my metros. and i heard a guy playing the bagpipes in the republique station. i definitely turned off my ipod to listen to him. this is part of why i love paris - you never know what is around the next corner, what trouble you're gonna get yourself into. always an adventure.
on that note, im going to sleep. gross i have to be to work early tomorrow, and for the next three weeks. let the chaos begin!
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