it's late on wednesday, 23:08 european time, and seth is a chatterbox. he should be relishing this time that i'm absorbed in something else, since we've been spending all of our time together for 8 days straight, but for the last 2 hours that i have been writing, he has been drinking a bottle of wine. (he has been drinking a bottle a wine a day for the past three days. he says he is indoctrinating himself into french culture, learning about french wine. i say he is a 2euro-a-bottle wino). now the bottle is nearly finished, his lips and teeth are purple, and he is one chatty fellow. it is cute, if a trifle irksome as my concentration is tenuous. he is obsessed with going to switzerland at the moment. flipping through the channels he says, "alaska is the switzerland of the united states."