Frog Blog

i got back about two and a half weeks ago. it's ok. not the great "let down" or anything, which is good. maybe because i had ireland in there, so it's not like i was seeing everything in english for the first time in months. and i felt ready to quit moving. i've been debating keeping this blog up. i may, i may not. i may devote more time to journaling for myself. it's been nearly impossible to get on the internet until now anyway. mom's got dial-up and i wasn't able to get a library card until a few days ago. so here i am at the library. it's hot in here and two people keep whispering loudly to themselves trying to figure out something which is only slightly annoying.

i had five days in paris before i left. they were lovely. wicked hot, but i did spend two days with friends from school who came to paris to visit. the last day-- monday the fourth-- was the best. it was my last full day so i had a complete nikki c. day. i had a salad de chevre chaud, bought a bunch of tea at mariage freres, wandered aimlessly, popped into sephora, stocked up on the deodorant and lotion i love (dove and nivea), said goodbye to paris. bittersweet.

being back home has been ok. it's all or nothing here cuz i don't get out to this coast very much. it's not like i can come for a weekend necessarily... maybe one day if i have a million dollars. mom is a bit overwhelming at times-- her stress level always seems to be at a 9.5 (out of a 9.6?)-- and i haven't been exercising as much cuz it's been either raining or stifling. i'm living in flip flops and one pair of hideous shorts that i bought at tj maxx-- the only pair i found-- they have fringe on purpose. i hope i don't look too much like daisy duke. i have no money but don't feel much need for it save for buying US Weekly and seeing a movie now and again. i've been cleaning out my old room and selling old books.

the waiting is giving me a little anxiety. i go back to the west coast in two weeks-- back to a boyfriend and no job and rich's cigar store where i can get that US Weekly the day it comes out. so many habits i don't want to fall back into-- namely moping around grumbling about too many hipsters in my town and not doing anything and being too stationary. i feel like i have a new outlook-- a fresher, better one. the job thing... hopefully something will work out. it always does, non?