um, isn't paris romantic?

paris, the city of love and romance.  the city of pda.  the city of lights.  the city of you can do it all in public.  the city of the parisian grope.

so today on the metro, i got to see one nasty little breakup.  seriously, i don't think the metro is the best choice of place to tell your girlfriend that you don't want to date her anymore.  i think more thought needs to be put into that one.  and let's just say, they didn't get off the metro to continue their discussion as to why he didn't want to be with her and that yes he was seeing someone else and that it was totally her fault, and blah, blah, blah.

and now, sitting here, i am listening to some chick on skype yelling at her boyfriend telling him that she hopes he's happy that he got drunk and acted like that since he only ever thinks of himself and is blah, blah, blah... 

um, yeah.  let the romance begin.