ooh thats some sad non blogging times, right there.

i am currently typing with one hand. no its not some sort of game or challenge that i have set myself, nor do i have copious time which i need to fill by doing things in the most time consuming way possible. thats right, you guessed it, Julia has regressed into her unco childhood and sprained her wrist yet again. that makes it wrist injury number 4 (falling off trampoline, falling off bike, tripping on rock whilst running on beach, now tripping on rd divider and falling into parking island and it was on the way to the pub not coming home i promise!!!) so Nola and I spent a fascinating 4 hrs in the emergency ward, where we watched a very exciting program on teenage binge drinking, ate lots of lollies and bounties and generally laughed at the entire situation, while a woman nearby continually "tsked" at the incompetency of the french medical system. its true, meanwhile. its even worse than in aus, if thats possible, which as demonstrated by france, it is. so now i have this hilarious contraption on my arm which i think is some sort of brace that the french are so proud of they put a french flag on it. Vincent says "ça fait trop peur" cos it makes me look like the terminator. but i only have to have it on for 5 days. thank god its not broken! must be all that cheese.

Amy came and visited me for the weekend. it was just so fantastic to see her. I showed her round, we went to the andy warhol exhibition (who in my opinion is one of the most overated, egotistical artists), went to the park which is just amazing and has a free zoo, went out to dinner...and of course went to hypnotix. what is hypnotix, you may ask. well let me tell you...
it was insane. there was fire, fireworks, streamers, huge balloons, crazy psychadelic flower and smiley faces and flourescent pig pinhadas, foam, so many trashed trashed people and three warehouse rooms of techno, trance and the main room. needless to say we stayed in the main and techno room. dave clarke, koalism, kiki were great and Alter Ego, oh my god!!! they were just amazing. if you ever get a chance to see them, please do. we went on a shuttle bus, which in itself was rather surreal, and it was stopped by the police to get checked for drugs. all the boys had to take off their shoes and shirts. it was pretty full-on. they asked me if I was a foreigner to which i replied, "yes im australian. i have a koala" and then showed him my koala key ring. I, meanwhile, was not on drugs.

speaking of australia, vincent tried vegemite this morning and he actually spat it out. this from the boy who ate worms and drank oil and coke as a dare. it must be bad! he also like blood sausage, so im not really too worried. i swear to god, these frenchies eat some weird shit. everything is really lovely with vincent. i really like him and he likes me right back, which is always nice. i dont want to say much more, cos i dont think its cool to talk about people too much on my blog-its a bit of an invasion of their privacy. that being said, Susannah likes girls.

well thanks for reading. i will write again alot more, i promise and i will send some photos very soon. love you all.

&nbs p;