In order, from AL to CA.

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I'd like to take this opportunity to, well... complain a little. It's so go damn hot that I can't work at home. That means I have to go work at the library, where I can't eat popcorn, pick my nose, call my friends, watch Oprah and Dr. Phil, while writing my fucking dissertation. I mean, what the kind of stupid country is this? In the summer, it' ( Read more... )

I only stepped on the gas instead of the brakes twice. No one was killed. Although my teacher says I brake a little too abruptly. More precisely, he said, in a very thick Quebecois accent, that I would make a pregnant passenger throw up. Yes, that's exactly what he said.

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Does anyone want my food? It's on the table, next to my printer. Try to imagine, just for a second, how that makes me feel. So, please come take my food away.

I'm listening to the greatest hits from the 70's and 80's. That can only mean one thing: I'm packing. Goodbye Paris.

I'm in Toulouse, a.k.a. the Pink City. I don't really feel like being in Toulouse. But, tomorrow, I have to check out the archives of some fireworks company. The woman in charge has already warned me that I'll probably be disappointed by what they have. But I promised other people and myself that I would go check them out, so here I am ( Read more... )

My brother works as a security guard for a company called 'Avant-Garde Securité'. Marinetti would be proud.

Today, I had a good day ( Read more... )

I know I don't usually make any public posts, and just use livejournal as a cyberstalking technology, but I've been thinking about jumping on the bandwagon for some time now and it just happens that I have stuff to say today. I miss Paris. I miss Fran. The fact that Montreal doesn't feel like home anymore is freaking me out. I'm anxious about ( Read more... )