C'est Nice

hey folks. I'm bad, i know, not updating the ol' blog. of course, the only time i can see fit to do so is in the midst of a st. paddy's day drinking sesh. I'm with (from left to right) Charlotte (fellow hallmate), Bridie and Martin (parents of Irish Claire), Jessica, Helen, Robyn, some random guy, and Franck (ex-boyfriend of irish claire). Irish claire has just shown up with vodka cokes for her parents (what a loving daughter) and I'm on my sixth or seventh pint of beer... Murphy's Irish Red, if you're curious (which I know you are). Anyway, I've already fallen in love with someone tonight... believe it or not his name is Gaëtan or something like that, easily heard as "Gay Tom"... needless to say, I'm smitten (in my drunken state, of course... I hope that come morning I remember next to nothing...). Nothing will happen, don't worry. I'd just thought you'd like to know that for a few shining (in more ways than one) moments, I saw hope.

I miss you all, and hope you're saint paddy's day is as rich as mine.