Out of the Big Apple we were… Probably not wanting all that much to head home, we wandered a little bit in the subburbs, turnin left or right as we felt it, leaving Google’s good advices and our still brand new map on the backseat. And we got our gas money’s worth of sights as…… Continue reading Too good to be fiction? (part 3)
Staring at the plug once again… I’ve been there before. I don’t really want to. I really don’t want to… I have to, though. Face to face with the fridge, there is no turning back this time! Well, I do have to return behind it to pull the plug and call it a go. Alright,…… Continue reading Pulling the plug…
I’ve been reading a lot about women in bikinis lately… He, like all men, seem to be craving skin showing women in tiny little bikinis and he, just like them all just can’t get enough of them… Bikinis are what real men want! Too bad for all the romantic girls out there, ready too swoon…… Continue reading You want Bikinis????….
It happens every time. Just like the Internets, organs are not to be trusted. Hearts will go out of their ways to make up stories, so you choose their aguments over your Head’s. Knowing dang too well that it is the Head’s main job to take decisions… And, let’s face it, Hearts aren’t the best…… Continue reading Hands and bladder conspiracy…
At the office. Alone. It is time for supper, and tonight I am feasting on a not that exciting bowl of Hamburger Helper. To make it more… To make it less… Hmmm. I decided to go get some ketchup from the building’s cafeteria. The two maintenance employees were lunching together. It is a little special…… Continue reading Something’s wrong…
I am working on another post, and I need a map to make my point. Well one of them. Open Google Map, start trying to make things look as funny as I find them… and I get this message from Google; “Cette carte a été créée spécialement pour vous” Meaning “This map has been created…… Continue reading I feel special…
« My brother gave me syphilis! » I love saying that phrase out loud. In crowds. The more people around me, and the nosier their ears are (nosy ears, that’s funny), the better. I love the looks and frowns it provokes. I love the barely hidden disgust on people’s faces at the thought of such open incest…… Continue reading My brother gave me syphilis…
All week, I’ve been looking forward to my Saturday Danish lesson. On Thursday, I emailed Lucas to confirm our aftale (meeting). No answer.I wasn’t too worried, he isn’t a big Internets fan (who could blame him) after all. Yesterday, I texted him, using my best Danish. No answer. That was a bit more on the…… Continue reading Excuses, excuses…
Along the years, my family and I have discovered how memories are not a precise science. Unless we have a picture of it, or still have it on tape, memory recollection over a good supper is always more like a debate than anything else… We have four absolutely different bags of souvenirs of the last…… Continue reading Family memories…
Drum rolls… Here it comes, yet again, after nobody’s request…. International day of the day is…. Laugh and get rich day! What? There is an obvious fail here. Laugh and get rich? Is it implying that I will get rich out of laughing? I doubt it. Unless I have a very special laughter.…… Continue reading International day of the day…
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