du vrai boulot

i've forgotten to mention that i'm employed. i'm working for a tiny company (by which i mean, run by two people) that rents luxury apartments to tourists in paris. i'm mostly doing office-type work for the time being, but eventually i'll be working more with clients and helping to rent the apartments. plus i can continue with the job in new york, since reservations are all done by email and phone.

i will probably have a couple other odd jobs throughout the summer; i may be a personal assistant/office worker, and will certainly function as the babysitting service for my company's clients who are burdened with children. my friend harry might be sending some english-teaching gigs my way as well. everything has come together very nicely in the past week!

my partner in new yorkaise crime julia went back to new york, so i'm pretty alone/bored now. i am seeing a french-brazilian guy named marcello, whom i conviniently failed to mention before... but since most of my french adventures now involve him, the truth must be told! we take a lot of artsy pictures like this:



and this:



i think paris is best in the summer... if it weren't for all the tourists.