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I'm back a bit.
Welcome back.

Lookout for the #snapchot ... might be fun.


Sunday, 31 January 2010

Saturday, 30 January 2010

30 Janvier 2010

Jamais deux sans trois.

Jamais de conneries sans croix?


Friday, 29 January 2010

29 Janvier 2010

Aujourd'hui, on m'a offert le plus gros bouquet de fleurs que j'ai jamais eu, ce qui m'a valu une collection de regards éberlués à la vue de la chose, dans la rue.

Sauf, que c'est un homme marié. Avec lequel ma société travaille.
Y'a un blème je sens.

Thursday, 28 January 2010

28 Janvier 2010


Wednesday, 27 January 2010

27 Janvier 2010

Hier, c'était ma fête avec 6 mois de retard.

Aujourd'hui, c'est ma fête avec 6 mois d'avance...

Demain, on peut faire pause?

Tuesday, 26 January 2010

26 Janvier 2010

You're certainly aware of the power of words, if anyone is -- but you're about to receive a crash course on just how powerful they can really be. For the moment, you'll begin to realize just how important each and every word you utter really is -- to one person in particular. Take this very seriously. And if you're not interested in them, don't pretend you are, not even if you think it might be fun to flirt a little.

So strange.

Monday, 25 January 2010

25 Janvier 2010

Le navet voit le serpent s'approcher dans la clairière, sous l'éclair.
La tortue préfère elle les fleurs du mal pour rester à l'ombre pendant que le mini oursin se pavane sous les plumes du serpent qui ondule comme l'orchidée, à un rythme cardiaque.

Séquence juillet.

Saturday, 23 January 2010

23 Janvier 2010

I'm so sorry that I've fallen.
Help me up, let's keep on running.

Running, running as fast as we can.

Thursday, 21 January 2010

21 Janvier 2010

"You miss me when I was riding the subway".

Sur le toit d'une rame, le graffiti se tire.

Wednesday, 20 January 2010

20 Janvier 2010

Look at my Mythique, it is always perfect.

Tuesday, 19 January 2010

19 Janvier 2010

Regarde ses cadeaux. Les pochettes se multiplient pour mon plus grand plaisir.
La diversité, l'humour et l'amour font bon ménage.

Monday, 18 January 2010

18 Janvier 2010

I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,
About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news,
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.
I'm very good at integral and differential calculus;
I know the scientific names of beings animalculous:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's;
I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous;
I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies,
I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes!
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.
Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform,
And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin",
When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin,
When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at,
And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat",
When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery,
When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery—
In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy—
You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.
For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century;
But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.

Sunday, 17 January 2010

17 Janvier 2010

Forcément, quand on se lève de l'arrière-pied gauche, la journée démarre à reculons, la bonne humeur reste dans les bras de Morphée et vous lâche sans honte aucune à sa copine massacrante.
Top. Même si Marsu fait son possible pour vous laisser son oreille, y'a pas grand chose qui y fait. Sauf l'odeur du feu de bois campagnard et du financier égaré sous la moutarde mitraillée.

"Wait, wait"
"Walk, walk, go"

Laugh to end...

Saturday, 16 January 2010

16 Janvier 2010

Ou quand la folie s'empare du bibi, il pleut à déluge. Sûrement pour entendre le si du sol ou le dièse du lalala. Les bulles s'échappent, et vous montent à la tête, dans un concert orangé gigantesquissime.

Friday, 15 January 2010

15 Janvier 2010

Et le vent sur le chemin, et le vent sur le chemin ne me dit rien...
Ca doit être très chiant d'être un pigeon.

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

13 Janvier 2010

The stars have a gift. It's called 'the present.' Enjoy today to its fullest.

You need to get things going pretty soon -- your energy is just right for getting things done. Your plans are coming together, so you should be able to make some serious progress throughout the day.

So you thought you were serious yesterday? And totally unwilling to crack a grin, much less let anything slide? Well then, batten down the hatches, because you ain't seen nothing yet. That was practice. You're now fully prepared to do whatever it takes to grab hold of the steering wheel and hang onto it, especially if you feel that whoever is currently driving isn't up for the challenge. Go ahead. Grab that wheel. By late tonight, you'll have arrived -- and you'll be ready, willing and able to have a bit of unexpected fun.

So unexpected, that I didn't even see it.

Tuesday, 12 January 2010

12 Janvier 2010

Where can perseverance get you? Just about anywhere you want to go. Keep it up.

You need to push yourself a little harder, but you don't need to choose a course. If anything, you should find that your subconscious mind knows exactly where you need to be at any moment.

Talk about busy.
There's a formidable astrological team on guard duty in your house of personality, and you'll be putting out
'pick me, pick me' vibes when any situation that requires leadership arises. Anyone within shouting distance will be more than happy to let you have your wish, too -- especially with your past history of competence. Don't forget your vitamins.

Monday, 11 January 2010

11 Janvier 2010

Et le piou piou ? Il est où?

Sunday, 10 January 2010

10 Janvier 2010

A revelation!! Gilbert and Sullivan. As simple as that.
So, romantic comedy can lead you anywhere.

Saturday, 9 January 2010

9 Janvier 2010


Saturday, 2 January 2010

2 Janvier 2010

Cette nuit là, le bétail de Mme O' paissait paisiblement dans l'arrière-cour.
Vers neuf heures, une des vaches poussée par l'ennui, s'avisa d'abandonner l'arrière-cour et d'entrer dans le hangar du fond, où un fourneau au kérosène éveilla sa curiosité.
Elle tourna un peu autour, tendit la tête pour le renifler et soudain, cédant à une pulsion obscure, elle lui donna un violent coup de sabot qui le renversa, répendant sur le sol son carburant qui s'enflamma. Le feu gagna un tas de paille tout proche. La maison fut rapidement incendiée, puis ce fut le tour des maisons voisines. Le vent qui était extrêmement fort, propagea le feu de toutes parts et, en moins d'une heure, toute la ville brûlait.
Les pompiers étaient exténués d'avoir veillé toute la nuit précédente pour éteindre un autre incendie qui avait détérioré leur matériel encore rudimentaire à cette époque: la catastrophe fut totale.

La ville de Chicago. Tout ça à cause d'une vache. La curiosité est un défaut bestial.