janet knows...

last.fm has changed my life for the better. this morning i typed in "tlc" and i've been hit with jams ever since. remember 'tweet'??? even if you or i don't, last.fm does.

so..i'll soon be unemployed and volunteering my services to gogoparis.com as the film go-to. why work for money when you can work for free! on the efron* though, i'll have a new boulot by the end of next week and an internship with go!go! is a good thing. i'm hoping that perks include access to press screenings and schmoozing with parisien b-list celebs.

this weekend i'm taking a break from city life and heading out to normandie where a marble-floored country house filled with french people and alcohol await me. as i write this, i'm still in my pjs and have no intention of getting ready to go anytime soon. you'd think that after two coffees i'd be bouncing off walls but i guess the caffeine will only hit a little later. it's funny how the caffeine in my french coffee works just as the rest of the country does: at it's own pace.

where's a timmy hos when i need one?

*efron is as real as it gets. merci bien, shmitty.

Melt Banana Mash Ups

I'm going to a mash up party tonight. Tacky or not, that is the question; I am, after all, in the land that created tectonik or whatever it's called.

I'm also sitting at my favorite hole-in-the-wall cafe/bar and staring at cherry blossoms in full bloom. I'll finally get my camera out of hibernation this weekend and provide my little rantline with some much-needed color.