alright, so i’ve withdrawn a few updates over the past few days.  one was a few hundred words that described in considerable detail what’s been going on in le coeur de moi.  the next i abandoned after feeling unsure of myself and what was going on.  i probably should have sucked it up and wrote.

yet i suppose i’ll provide some form of an update.  well, i can say the i’ve been seeing maisie - otherwise referred to as ‘the brit’ - for a little while now. it’d been a bit more elusive before, with my thoughts wavering between “we’re solid” and “i have no fucking idea.”  i love-hate that feeling, though mostly hate it.  i admitted that to her conversationally a little ways back, and she let on that she sort of likes it, that mystery.  i think it’s a girl thing - my mind just gets so brutally carried away that any hint of stability is gold to me.  i’m of the opinion that a little piece of mind won’t hurt the cutesy stage.

she’d been in the french countryside over the weekend with her host family. sent a text saturday night letting her know i admitted to our friend alice that we were an item.  the day before, she posted a cute little blog entry that part of me wants to post here and part of me feels like an overindulgent weirdo.

all in all, i’m stupidly infatuated with this girl.  i have nothing overly poetic or intellectual to say this time around. i just figured i’d forego the poetry and just try to be a normal person for once.  no long stories, nothing fancy. ah.