et je n'es pas sommeil.
A quote from a famous
french song. A beautiful one on parisian life at night. A song I used
to listen sometimes on my bike on my way to work at 4 in the morning
last summer. I preferred though the other one by the same artist about
how 95% of women are bored during lovemaking. That is truly a
masterpiece. Unfortunately the little thing I like to call my Ipod
decided all by itself - unhelped and completely independently to jump
out of my pocket and on to the tramway rails (don't ask what I was
doing running along the railway tracks). Anyway.. no more music for
this little helper... Bommer
Guess I'll HAVE to go to NYC to buy a new one.. poor me.
And it is 5 a.m. again - A new day beginning and I should go to
sleep. But I wont. came home from work at 4 - had to do a little
overtime, which wasn't that annyoing since I met good old friend Benoit
and other chaps that started the night shift. Some people that might be
doing something else than just drinking coffee to stay awake by the
way. Oh yes..Very suspicious yes.. think I have discovered someone's
dirty little secret - White powder is not just used to bake cookies you
know... Some evil evil persons use it to powder their noses.
Anyway.. it's none of my business...and definately none of yours!
Since mrs fashion-victim is sleeping I think I might just follow her lead (she must be dreaming about helicopters and loud fans hearing the sound of my #%&?$ computer fan through her sleep) How great it is to have someone in the house...someone that understands every word you say - and doesn't need explanations for anything, just someone to talk to- that is what they call " a best friend". Note to self. Must get more of these.. they can come in handy.. especially when crisis hits you and help is needed for beating sense into your little lost head.
Mind you, since I stopped doing nightshifts and am
sleeping at decent hours, I have the impression I found my sanity
again. What a lovely feeling. Life isn't that bad..Actually its pretty
damn awesome.
Publié par Kolka à 05:48:00 dans Miss Kolka | Commentaires (2) | Permaliens
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