Ce n'était pas de l'eau.

C'était de l'O, j'en suis sûre.

Et pas de siphon = pas d'évacuation possible. Le fond du lavabo était sale, du coup, encombré de particules grisâtres.

merde.

J'avais raison.

Yeah, i want them both.

"2" is not "37".

Which means, i dont want them in a row.

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Here be assholes.

Yesterday, round 7.30 pm, Shakespeare & Co.

Behind the desk, 2 English guys, twenty-ish, good-looking, stylish in a coolish sort of way.
The blond one is eating a sandwich.

- Where did you get that sandwich?
- It’s such a weird place! You go there, you choose a sandwich, you take it, and then you have to give them something you own in exchange.
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Tonight, dinner with A. Havent seen him for ages. He knows where i stand. He's ok with it, or so he says - and i believe him. I'm happy to be able to see him - because i like him, 'f course, and also because i wouldnt even talk to him on the phone if i werent completely clean, off for good.

is it really too much to ask - an e-mail to M.?

(Or should I call him S. here?)

That's exactly what i'm doing.
It feels SO good.

How long will M. let me walk alone? Okay, i do know the way now, so it's no big deal. But then, it's been only a few months since i opened my eyes, and lotta work still ahead. "You can do it on your own, already done so much by yourself". Naaaah... The thing is, he's right, i could do it alone. I will, if he wants me too. The other thing is, i dont ( Read more... )