I have to see if I'm still capable of keeping a blog. It's been years since I've even visited this website but I just reread July 2006 and I am a funny bitch. The title of this blog "Little Girl in L.A." is no longer acceptable as I'm currently living in Paris. Perhaps this would be more appropriately titled, "Petite Fille a Paris." By being here I can now cross off 2 entries from my life's to-do list. I'd work on the surf goal next except the nearest surf is hundreds of miles away. Daily I find a number of excuses to explain why Paris ISN'T the greatest city on the planet, but usually only come up with weather-related explanations and my growing dislike for dog crap on the sidewalk. Is it really too much to ask to pick up your dogs' poop? My soles would be eternally grateful.