as if you didn’t already know this if you know either one of us. This is a series of pictures, in chronological order, of our progression and revision of thug poses. Our gang signs were very general at first, but as you might be able to see, they develop into personal representations of ourselves. Since all of these pictures are very old, like at least a month, we don’t have any more. We have moved on to a new genre of people to imitate…the British. Becky is teaching me her skills so that I may be trilingual as well (French is my second language).
By the way, the first picture was taken at a bar one night, the second at Mont St. Michel (we had to pose three times because Janice was taking the picture), and the third at the top on Printemps.

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It is Monday morning here in Paris (I don’t have school on Mondays, so it feels like a Sunday) - the birds are chirping, the sun is out (this is most likely the only time of the day that it will be visible), and the cars are racing down my street, violently honking their horns and smashing into one another. Oh it is a great way to wake up! I took a shower and used all the hot water that we will have for the day, so Becky had to stick her head under the faucet to wash her hair…oops. I have a group project due tomorrow; Catie and I have been working on it all weekend while our other two group members conveniently can’t be found anywhere. So here is my first entry; I promise I will do better next time, and I will get some pictures up, and hopefully by the end of this week this will be one section of my site. By the way, thanks Quinn for setting this up for me, you are the best boyfriend that I have got right now, so I guess I will keep you around at least for a little while longer. hee hee, just kidding.

I hope you like this journal thingy I set up, it’s pretty neat.

We gotta fix it up (change the picture above) and stuff, but otherwise, you can post everything here, including pictures and stuff from your adventures.

love,
the boy