last night i dreamt that i was in venice italy, riding in a gondola, actually racing 2 ogres to get under the bridges before they could leap over them. then i went to france and visited some lovely gardens and the seine and some statues. i was apparantly living with some frenchman, but decided to move out, and i had to pack a ton of crap that i had accumulated.

now i've never been to europe, but it looked fantastic.

the ogres...well, who knows.