Neurotic in the 16e

I’m currently on my way to New York City in the hopes that my meeting with the French consulate will not be a massive fail. By this I mean that I haven’t screwed up any of my paperwork, and that my labors will result in a long-stay student visa. If not, God help me. The one thing I find truly taxing when I combine change with my increasingly neurotic demeanor is the ever-present feeling that I have forgotten something. I have made millions of obsessive lists to try to avoid forgetting anything essential, but I am never really solaced. Okay, the Blackberry is a wonderful device for car rides, but writing Tumblr entries on this little keyboard is HARD!!! And so I am going to stop typing before my thumbs die.