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Please, If you've seen this man...


WE DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh sweet, sweet Amsterdam.  How fanstastic.  And freaking cold.  But mainly fantastic.  Just wanted to drop a note to say helllooooo.  I really messed up the placement of these pictures... but no time to fix! I'm in Amsterdam!  Picture of a bike ride, picture of an Amsterdam sign (to prove we're really here) and me in front of a part of the Red Light District with green paint all over my face -- we went partying for St. Patty's Day! 

Lisle avenue, or Lisle street , all over the world! i even found one on London!

and i miss my piece of Lisle ave (still not sure how to pronounce that!)

i miss my white porch so much!!! and i dont even wanna think i will never sit there with you guys again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so sad, too sad!

mootants are us!

not true, not at all, we are not mootants. we are marshall!
bi-polar diseases?people losing minds? geezu, talk to me about it, nobody else knows better!!it sounds even more freaky in english!trust me!
there is no man in my life now, except my laptop. I love it to death and i will die for it if i have to.
things are pretty ok here and i am seriously thinking of writing a novel.but shhh for now!
so you guys are going to party hard this weekend, huh!? that's sounds fun and i hope someone will kiss jeff thinking his name was douglas, the next morning!haha (inside, american joke)
and now polish joke: in warsaw, mc donald's cheesburger is more than 1$ while you can get double cheesburger on 1$ menu in america. that's weird! but anyway...

i hope you like your new iroomate and he will be a lot of fun. and im sure he has many qualities that we both share :)..( omg, someone really is sleeping and breating in my room!! so weird!)

haha so, mcdonald's never had super sized fry that you have always ordered and made me ordered that sometime too??
you know what i have realized lately? all last year was a year of huge changes for all of us. so many things changed, so many things happened. some of them were great and fun but many of them sucked and were painfull (all those mootants changing their minds....or going crazy at our expense..)
we have learnt so much and opened our eyes in disbelief so many times. we laughed at it and drannk wine, talked about it and moved on.mostly. so many times we were unhappy and miserable and so many times we have to tell ourselves or eachother that "c'est la vie".
you know what guys?! i am so sad, that so many things just simply don't go our way, that we need to bleed and get hurt toooooo many times. i would us to be more happy, to have many great things happening to us everyday! i would like for all of us to be loved, be happy and laugh a lot and say "life is awesome!" and erase the "that's the life" unfamous phrase from our polish-english dictionary. maybe, i say maybe, it's all within the reach of our hands or maybe it all depends where we stand. or maybe all is in front of our eyes and we just keep searching for more?
there is NO a certain point in life, when "everything is....all right". it is here and now. our life is what it is, what we made of and it never will be anything more than that.
maybe we need to change something, though. maybe just the perspective or maybe we need to ask some simple and happy people what their receipe is. or maybe just not let other other people in so easily, no matter how much love we have to share.
we all know there are some people out there and relationships that haven't been half through what we have. and really, life makes us stronger, but the part of us dies. it's irreversible.too bad.
all i wish for all of us, this year, is as much health as luck. we do deserve the best, damn it!

Super Size Fries but no Polly

I tried visiting the 24 hour McDonalds the other day without you, Polly. I ordered, as usual, a super size fry (which McDonalds never actually has on the menu) and an Oreo McFlurry. After ordering, I looked to the passenger seat to ask you what you wanted, but you were not there. I shed a single tear.

Then, I drove around to the payment window. Still no Polly. I thought maybe you would show up.

Finally, upon receiving my food, I asked for ketchup. No one laughed at me. As I drove away there was no glee-filled conversation about fries and McFlurries, how often we do this, how fat we are going to get, or how the Tyson's corner McDonald's is the best in the world. There was no witty discussion of the differences between the US and Poland, no bitter rant about the differences between men and women, or women and women, or men and men. There was just me in my car, thinking about how it is probably a lot colder in Poland than it is in the US, though Polly probably has heat in Poland.

I miss you Polly. I miss your crazy stories, sitting up with you until 5 in the morning talking about life, boys, religion, culture, work, books, language, stupid people and sometimes smart people. And, above all, I miss McDonald's.

Anxiously anticipating your return,

Baguette

When life serves you lemons, make spaghetti with lemon sauce

Eliot bit me today.

It wasn't a love nibble.  Nope.  In his defense, I'm pretty sure I shouldn't have stuck my finger in the cage.  I think he mistook my finger for a skinny hotdog or something, because he bit down and tried to run... little bugger.  Marshall just sat there and watched.  I guess I'd hoped he'd intervene or something - he and I have really bonded over the past couple of weeks. 

Yes... Marshall has really been the only consistent man in my life.  For the sake of protecting the... pseudo-innocent... I will change names to conceal identities.  Ryando lost his mind.  Bi-polar style.  Nickory, from what I can tell, only wants to make babies with women around the world. Well, really I think he just wants to practice his skills so he can put them to use later... that's probably it.  Who's cynical?  Not me.  Not at all.  

I misssssss my across-the-hall roommate.  I need someone to tell me to "fuckus" and to tell me that some guys are, when you get right down to it, "mootants," and don't deserve a second thought.  I already know that.. its just nice to hear it from someone who puts it all so perfectly. Summer always does come back.  :) 

Less than a month to Amsterdam!  Who doesn't love wooden shoes and windmills?  .... I know nothing about Amsterdam.  I need to read the awesome guides I got for Christmas.  I watched Euro-trip though.  I know 

I should avoid Vondersexxx... but if I find myself there, and am in a less than favorable situation, the code word is....  long and dutch-sounding.... crap. 

Spring is so close - the porch is about to re-open.  Polly, just because you're not close doesn't mean you're not still part of the party.  :)  We all miss you!