February 1, 2005

Happy first day of February! I just put all my previous France travel logs on one word document and it is 58 pages long. Wow, I have pretty much written a book. Too bad it is so crappy. This is why I will never try to make my living as a writer—no one should be forced to read the drivel that drips from my brain.

I met with the two most boring people in the world today. In fact, they were so boring that just thinking about it makes me want to go to sleep. Then again, it could just be the fact that it is after midnight. Whoops…