Ever since I saw Sicko I've had 59th Street Bridge Song playing on low rotation in my head. It keeps popping up unexpectedly and I keep humming it - badly.
Also owing to that movie is my newfound desire to learn French and to move to France. I am now wondering if it is possible to find a French man who quite likes really quite un-chic, plain, fat women. Probably not. It's quite a hard thing to do here in that land that created bogan.
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French? It would be great to read de Beauvoir in the original French, but imagine having conversations with French people. You'd never get a word in.
Hmm, it has come to my attention that I may have a) used the word 'French' too many times in that comment (sorry) b) given the impression that I think all French people are rude and overbearing (which isn't true - I just think all the French people I have met were rude and overbearing).
I, personally, would go for a French Canadian, less overbearing and more inclined to love a slightly voluptuous Australian.
If I could get a word in I wouldn't have reason to blog :(
Okay, that wasn't true. Since I do both rude and overbearing quite well [arrogant too, on occasion] I rather think I'd do alright, Mark.
Do French Canadians speak English with a French accent or a Canadian one? If the latter we could be in some trouble, jahteh. Who was after love? I was thinking practicalities - passports and the like
Really? I saw Sicko and it confirmed that I didn't want to live in France. Obviously, I'd like their benefits but I just don't think I'd be capable of fitting into that culture.
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