This post has nothing to do with my life in Paris... but two of my favorite people just got married this weekend, and I wanted to congratulate them since I couldn't be there in person. The drawback to living in Paris: I can't take a weekend trip to the US.
The first time I hung out with Megan, she threw mud at my face. And after I first met Will, he started singing Gnarls Barkley's "Crazy" at the top of his lungs for no apparent reason and then claimed that I was a "nougat." I really couldn't ask for better friends.
But in all seriousness... Megan and Will: You guys rock! I wish you nothing but happiness :)
The first time I hung out with Megan, she threw mud at my face. And after I first met Will, he started singing Gnarls Barkley's "Crazy" at the top of his lungs for no apparent reason and then claimed that I was a "nougat." I really couldn't ask for better friends.
But in all seriousness... Megan and Will: You guys rock! I wish you nothing but happiness :)
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| Will, Megan, and I as Pacman, Clyde ("stupid ghost"), and Inky ("fickle ghost"). Thanks Dana, for the picture! |
