I got dropped on my head tonight at dance practice. I also got dropped on Saturday, but at least I was close to the floor, and my partner hasn't dropped me since, so I forgive him. My point is that I was incredibly sore Sunday from it, and tonight's drop was much worse. I got dropped from the point when I started to lean back, and all I can say is that it is going to hurt like hell tomorrow.
And this is the reason I have nothing witty to say this evening.
France won the World Cup and all I got was a lesson in how to chill out - On Sunday I befriended a 20-year-old French kid named Etienne while sitting on the concrete railing of a walkway leading down to the Seine. We were gathere...
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