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oh my god, you'll never guess where i am....

poland?

yes, yes, i am here. i made it. surprisingly, all my wildest hopes and dreams did *not* come true, and we did *not* fall into the atlantic. quelle surprise!

at the body shop in heathrow airport, i saw the first of my "reunionized" classmates. a new york girl now, but still essentially the same - thank god. i won't bore you with the details of running into the next four people, but we were all aboard the same flight into warsaw. wunderbar. i slept a little. but not much...

there was a cocktail party of sorts upon arrival where i drank far too much red wine and hugged many familiar faces (i didn't really hug their FACES, for chrissakes...) - i can't even describe the amazing house i stayed in (my friend's parents...polish socialites of some sort) - i can't really describe much of everything. more drinking tonight. the jet lag has actually perked me up for now and i will crash tomorrow. love it.

fucking love it. it's like being back in high school but without the billion piles of bullshit that permeated our everyday existences. i'm absolutely inspired to return to this side of the world, whether it's fuckng academics or something fucking else. whatever the fuck, this is great.

wish you were here...

na zdrowie!