Wow. It’s crazy here! It’s 1:05pm and we’re sitting in a park again somewhere in Paris?! We just got done walking through the cemetery (Pere Lachaise) where dumbshit Morrison was buried, as well as Moliere et Chopin and millions of other people. Jim was written everywhere so I wrote a nice poem to him: Jim- you music is a fucking crock, I’ll be no part of your mislead flock. Signed, AP {This stood for “Antipunks” which was the band name of a few friends and I at the time. I remember writing this on the bathroom wall while everyone else waited outside for me and I was so proud of it. I also recall drinking a ton of water before we arrived at the cemetery because I wanted to have a picture of me urinating on Morrison’s grave, but when we arrived there were two guards standing near his tombstone. Needless to say, I spent the rest of the time trying to find a restroom and this is where I defaced the wall.}

Yesterday was nuts- we got up at 8:00am, ate some bread, and left for Notre Dame. After walking through that we went to the Tour Eiffel and climbed 721 stairs for 12 Francs. The third floor was closed but oh well. Then we went and got lunch and walked back to a parc to relax, drink and smoke. Afterwards we walked down to the Champs Elysees to L’Arc de Triomphe for a while and then walked down the whole Champs Elysees! We saw so many cool statues and fountains and got a chance to go to Virgin Records and all kinds of stuff. By the time we were done walking and eating at MacDonald’s it was about 10:00pm so we went home to the hostile.

Cliff et I drank a 10-pack of bottles in the lounge so I was BUZZIN’! We met a shitload of Americans so it was cool to talk slang again. It was the first times in two weeks! We went to bed around 2:00am after saying goodnight to a California girl who had her tongue pierced too!

I don’t know what we’re doing today except for more dead bodies and the Hard Rock Café, but who cares- it’s not America!

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. (Well, I did.) I told Anouschka about what her mom said to Rachel about us and Anouschka said that her mom really likes me, but was mad at Rachel because she wasn’t studying for her exams; too much time with me.