Day #11. Jim starts writing poetry again, but no one will ever get it because it is gibberish. Also, he still feels he has a lot to teach "these people" (room service guys):
Day #9: No one is allowed to talk to anyone at the Chateau, fuck holidays....
Day #7. Wherever you are, there you find yourself:
Day #5.GPOYW (Glorious Photo Of Yourself Wednesday- It's a Tumblr thing, don't try and understand).
Day #4. White Slippers are made to be made dirty.
Day #3. I can smell Lohan.
Day #2. Walking barefoot in hotels causes disease.
Day #1. Only the best fruit at the Chateau.
Bonus! Every table at the Chateau is scratched!!!