screw you, heels

who invented those things anyhow? must've been somebody who hated women. DUMB DUMB DUMB.

we tried to go to le queen last night, but got rejected. actually, the birthday girl got rejected, so we all peaced out. then some people started crying. then i was drunk and tired of walking in heels, so chris and i got a cab home. when i got home, i had to pee SO BAD. i slammed the front door and messed with the lock a bunch, fumbled with the bathroom door...and basically, i was just loud.

so i come home and mme jeanson and i are talking about my night last night. blah blah, regular conversation. then she was like "just be careful, because when you came in, you woke us up." i apologized profusely and then she was like "yeah, you were slamming the doors and stuff. it wasn't normal, so we figured you were drunk." i must have turned tomato red and apologized a bunch more times, promising to be more mindful next time.

that was THE most embarrassed i've been in a looonnnnngggg time. i feel awful about it. she was really nice about it...she just kind of laughed. i'm sure she's seen it all before because they've housed 6 or so aup students before. but still...ugh.

but anyway...embarrassing nicki stories aside...today was a gorgeous day. low 70s, not a cloud in the sky. we went to bhv, which is basically like every store in the US combined. imagine twice the size of ikea (8 floors), filled with books, clothes, maps, painting supplies, fabric, cutlery, bed frames, mattresses, desks, chairs, cameras, batteries, packing supplies, jewelery, perfume...EVERYTHING. mallory, chris and i walked around with our mouths wide open in awe. we're gonna go back for lunch sometime (because, of course, bhv has a cafe).

it's still clear and warm. i think i'll take a walk on the seine at sunset...not a bad way to end the day :-)