Rencontre avec une bloggeuse

Part I
I'm still a bit of a newbie to blogging - long posts, brackets and excamation marks all over the place, big spelling mistakes :o) ..

i started when i was off sick and i just kind of stumbled into an article on the Guardian site about how blogs risk saturating the web (1000 blogs created per hour, sorta thing).

So feeling a bit rough i thought i'd have a go - if rightwingreligious nutjobs can do it ... then... hell, so can i, i thought.

So i wrote about being ill in France : yeurk

i've gotta say, i'm a bit perplexed as to the reaction : i've had invitations to meet up with a french chick (salut ma belle !! si tu me lis tjrs je t'embrasse trés fort, puis désolé et tout le reste), one american 'girly' on holiday during the spring break (i'm too old for ya), one brit (i can't handle staggering home at all hours anymore .. my joints just can't take it any more)

And finally, she for whom i shall have to find a James Bond girl kind of name ;-)

I really don't want to post any photos of her - i think it would be unfair and if she did the same to me ... well y'know ... i dunno ... i think we're both very private people - so you'll only be getting sketchiest of details from me.
Any how, we've exchanged a few comments and mails over the last month or so and she said that she was going to come to Paris for a week - how about meeting up and just, y'know, having a coffee .. chatting .. looking around Paris ...

We met up on friday in the afternoon for a coffee and i guess we just seemed to hit it off straight away ... strange huh ?

Someone that you don't know and ... you could talk for hours and hours ... pffffffffffffft ... sometimes there just aren't enough hours in the day, if y'know what i mean.

She's a really great person .. absolutely lovely .. i dunno .. very sexy ...
We're pretty much on the same wavelength and in the same situation as far as 'things' go.

We met up for a few beers in the evening and went our seperate ways at about 9pm ... it was all very nice, but i couldn't help but feeling that, it would have been nicer to ... i dunno ... spend a day together, say ... but she's got things to do, i've gotta get ready to see Balajo tomorrow, get my beauty sleep and all the rest .... boy, do i need my beauty sleep

All in all; a nice early evening get together

Part II