Back From The Dead

This blog has become the gravesite of embarrassing journal entries and the peak of my awesomeness (may it rest in peace). The myHeritage.com video morphs are encrusted in spider webs...the Family Guy jokes are only an echo in a bleak landscape of a poorly-chosen black background...

Here, over 4 years later, I resurrect Light Gracious Fame. To the negative three people that have checked this blog frequently in hopes of finding an update: the time has come.

And no, I do not know how to change my settings to English. 

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MyHeritage: Family trees - Genealogy - Celebrities

Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage

MyHeritage: Family trees - Genealogy - Celebrities

Photos

I will post the rest soon!

Last Day

Nicky and I walked around today. We came back to the apartment to choreograph our "See You Again" dance. It's epic to a maximum level and I can not wait to film it. On our way to a boat tour we stopped at this Church called St. Germain. It was small, old, and very beautiful. I got that amazing imagery of ancient monks and civilians pacing through the church. People were singing wonderful Latin songs. Unfortunately we had to leave abruptly to catch the boat tour. The boat tour was freezing. I don't know how Nicky and I stayed out on the deck so long! Tomorrow I am living the day twice. LA is soon. Randomly, Amsterdam is sooner. Finally! I get to say I have been to Holland! All my dreams are finally fulfilled. 

Day 5

Today we went to a cooking class hosted by a women named Marguerite at her house. First we went to a market and got some fresh ingredients for this "fabulous chicken dish." Shiver. "Fabulous" and "dish" should never be in the same sentence. In fact, dish should never be used to describe a plate of food.  This is a pet peeve of mine. The chicken was really good. No sarcasm there. We also made this amazing apple tart. I had so many slices. "Slice" is another pet peeve! Nicky and I worked together. The other people taking the class seemed to have interesting laughs. When the class was over, most of the other tourists, my mom, Nicky, and I went to the Metro to catch the train home. It was strange (and rather corny), but I felt really close to these people even though I only knew them for a couple hours. 

Day 4

We went to Monet's Garden. So pretty! His house is so amazing. Later we went to Rodin's house. Then we went to a hamburger joint in the gay neighborhood that we are staying in. We took the Metro to Musee D'Orsay afterwards. I am writing this really late. Sorry! Not that anyone has looked at this. It is late and Nicky is sleeping and breathing deeply. Makes...me...tired. I will post pictures from this day when I import them.

Notre Dame

-A palette? Am I reading this right? You need a palette of chocolate cover pretzels. Wh-wh-where the hell am I suppose to-. What is this? A drum of grape jam? Is that like a drum like they ship oil in? And, and, and look at this one! A desk of Cheez-its. A desk? Where are you getting these units of measurement from?!

-Maaary!