for love of woods

the real perk in living in the woods here is that you can randomly go into the bathroom, brush your teeth, and THEN see a slug the girth of 2 fingers and the length of your entire hand standing next to you on the bathroom floor.

I'm too tired to face the slug right now, so I'll just let it stay there, and if it makes into my wordrobe by the morning..oh well too bad for me.
I just got home from hanging out with a chinese-speaking, Jewish Alaskan-Angeleno, and a chinese-speaking Parisian orginally from Ile de la Reunion, both messaged me from Couchsurfing last week. After 10 hours at the prefecture in Versaille to get my carte de sejour, (only I still don't have it), I'm surprised I even made it through ballet classes and socializing with multilingual humans let alone battling a crawling slimy creature.

paris fashion week preparations are pretty stressful, but definitely real, which is why I'm not afraid to post the words here now.