GAH-RUMPS

I haven't been feeling very inspired these last few days and thus all I have to show for it are a few rougher than rough uncompleted drafts of posts filling up my post box. I'm sure that being grumpy and crotchety isn't helping much for while my cranky attitude at Pain de Sucre was more than motivating, I have very little material to actually raise a stink about. I'm mostly just going through the normal rigamarole of my upcoming "woman-time," but the jealousy of all my friends for their sadness of completing their wonderful internships and depression for the end of my time here in Paris are not helping much of anything. Of course and better person would be roused by these predicaments, dig down within and resurface with a bright perspective and renewed sense of purpose and zest. Sadly, that's not me.

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So instead, I'm eating left over black rice pudding with drowning in coconut milk and a beer for breakfast. I am then going to catch up on my tv shows and perhaps take my weekly bath. But I don't want to get ahead of myself. One step at a time.