I just said goodbye to Julian Dykmans (yes, the coolest guy I know) and his new girlfriend, Lou. They came over for dinner tonight in an attempt to continue the beautiful tradition of having a small dinner party at our house once a week. Last week was Ed and Basia. This week was tequila shots and fish ragu.

Lou is Swiss. Julian told me that she speaks “pretty good English” so there shouldn’t be any problems with dinner conversation. I was a little concerned. I imagined some shy little French-speaking chick smiling politely from her quiet little chair across the table. He didn’t tell me that she had lived in New York for the past five years and that she sounds more like an American than a European. Lou rocks. We talked about snowboarding, Greenwich Village, TV shows, Mexico City, and teeny-bopper fan-girls.

The Chinese cherry flavored green tea made a guest appearance at about 12pm and we called it a night. I’m meeting Julian tomorrow to either skate a new mini ramp in town or buy me a new snowboard. Jan and I are hoping to go skiing in the French Alps when we get back from England after New Year’s. Anybody wanna come?