12 May 2005
paree
demain je serais a paris, forcement, je ne serais pas ici. essayez-vous de ne pas vous inquieter trop. je suis bientot de retour. si vous voulez une carte-postale, envoyez moi votre address, si vous preferez un cadeau, envoyez moi cinq euros, si vous voulez une vrai surprise donnez moi votre numero de carte et je vous promet de ne jamais t'inquieter plus.
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i thought i was good at french, but it turns out I was wrong. I'm good at piano. Which is italian. So a big mix up all round.
Mon ami dans la douche avec mon frere.
Allez, allez, telfon le commisariat!
well i did put this piece of text into babel in case anyone tried to work it out that way. don't bother! it sounds like the kid you had over on french exchange. all the words are comprehensible but none of them make sense.
basic translation is that i'm off to paris today, try not to be too upset as i shall be back soon. if you want a postcard send me your address, if you want a gift send me 5 euros, if you want a really special surprise send me your card details and i promise i'll never bother you again.
you got 45 minutes to decide...then i leave!
I think you are honour bound to attempt to do some blogging, continental style. I'm guessing they have internet cafes a plenty in gay Paris.
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