Enfin, en ouacances, après 7 mois de stage dont 4 pauvres jours de congès.
Du coup, j’en profite pour passer le permis et passer des entretiens d’embauche. Pour faire un peu de guitare aussi. Mais je ne suis pas mort, et rassurez-vous, je posterai sûrement un truc plus concret et prolixe d’ici à ce que j’en ai l’envie.
Ça vous laisse quelques mois.
Hey.
As some bad-mouthed people insinuated that I was dead, I felt obliged to state that I’m not. Or quite not.
In fact, I’m just really busy with my internship report, as it’s as interesting as you might guess, and with the 3rd season of Battlestar Galactica, which is, allow me to say, the best SF soap I’ve ever seen.
We’re also looking for a new flat, Julie and I, to live together, but yet, our search hasn’t been successful. Landlords seem to like to rent their flat to other landlords, or people with monthly incomes oscillating around 10 000 ¤. But we’ll find.
And I’ve to pass my car license, and find a job too. Quite busy, I said. But not dead. Screw you remouk.
Edit : Hey, I managed to fall under the six months bar !
And thanks to Lagora, for seeing me as a serial junkie, needing is fix of newbies bans.
Altogether, I could wear dreadlocks. Or not.
Moi, j’aime bien les plans qui se déroulent sans accroc. Merci Kangoo.
It’s really breathtaking : this comic strip looks quite like a discussion between Joseph & me, except the ultimate sentence, which would be quite on the contrary said by him. Note that I’m not excluding myself talking about “asstron” by saying that.
I’ll always wonder how a man whose lore is quite comparable to Wikipedia (due to the fact that he spends his life on it) spent so many years trying to find his way through school duties. Joseph, you’re just a porn addicted teenager with acne ! Be a man ! (I can lend my prosthesis to you, if needed)
But I love you all the same, and I’m quite happy you AT LAST managed to find something you care for, which is no part of my anatomy ;-)
Yesterday, I went to the sixth edition of DS In Paris, subtitled “Six Mic”, which is purely the worst joke ever told, apart from that story about the duck and its legs.
I enjoyed playing Bomberman, which is one of the best multiplayer game I know, and brings, ever and ever, so much fun out of a simple gameplay. I’m waiting for Bomberman Land, hoping that the loading time will not be as long as on the first opus.
Due to the bad weather, we ended up in the McDo at Cluny-La-Sorbonne, 10 people left after the several splits of the +/- 90 people who were there, on the Quai des Orfèvres.
At long last, I’m quite happy to own this Nintendo DS, as even if it’s still a game, that is to say something designed to make your brain crumble under the weight of your ignorance, it’s still quite funny.
Utterly, completely failed.
Yesterday, I bought Netsabes’ Nintendo DS. I’m feeling quite sick and filthy right now. As if I was a gamer.
Please kill me.
(This message is sponsored by Luigi’s bananas ! The only bananas which taste brings back memories of this good old tire you always craved to lick ! )
… où on se dit : mais oui ! Tout est si simple !
Pourtant, il reste toujours la difficulté de faire ce pas en avant, qui nécessite tant d’efforts, pour promettre pourtant tant de réconfort.
Je l’avoue volontiers, je ne suis pas quelqu’un de facile. Pourtant, Julie reste toujours là , à me supporter, et je ne peux qu’en âtre l’homme le plus heureux du monde.
Je n’ai de cesse de me dire que tout ce que j’ai aujourd’hui, c’est grâce à elle, et au peu d’amis qui m’entourent et arrivent, malgré mon insatiable appétit pour les coups de gueule, à continuer à me fréquenter. Ils se reconnaîtront, je pense.
Mais bref. Merci Julie, d’âtre tout simplement là , mâme si parfois, je sais qu’il vaudrait mieux que tu ne le sois pas, pour t’éviter les affres de certaines de mes colères, trop souvent mal dirigées, et tout bâtement inutiles.
Je t’aime mon ange, et je pense que c’est l’essentiel de ma pensée.
(Toute façon je vois pas comment on peut pas l’adorer elle est trop chou)
 