filler

okay, budapest was AMAZINGGGG!!! I will fill you in on that later. a few things a have been meaning to type.

when italians go to the track they sprint for about 2 minutes then stand around and talk for about 30 minutes. repeat. despite that they all still look fabulous in spandex. soccer players everywhere.

have i mentioned my rommates are all amazing. fabulous. i love them. we are all SO different (which is why this is owrking). i just needed to clarify that. lets all jump for joy.

laurie-gives me a budget to shop for her necklaces, love it! i have yet to find some. . . thats okay. AND she is going to go to guys and dolls with me in london.

mariana-italian, the real kind. cooks a lot, dosnt let us. always gives a hug when needed (like when i got home from spoletto ancona)

kelly-we run off for secret things like baby yogurt and pastery

bettylou who-gives me the giggles at the worng times, hmm, like in class when the prof said "my cousin, fabio." most of you know why that is particularly funny in my life and why we lost it. yup, embarassing, we LOST it!

swati-my favorite travel buddy. running buddy. cooking buddy. she is a good buddy.

i am excited for pating. a tad scared of having an idependent study atmophere but i am redy for it.

yes.

Basel the Basil. oh dear. we bought a basil for our apartment. killed it over night. she rested, resurected, apocolypsed and armegedoned. it was a battle and she lost. please dont tell the real basel. . .

okay, despite the fact that aquarius did just start playing on my ipod i must go and eat the last packet of rise i have left. swats, bl and i are coop-ing later. the age of aquarius.

oh, i did not edit or spell check, mi spiace. . . .

ciao ciao