Algor Mortis

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Meaning lack of time to write. More then that, there is the fact that my LJ is supposed to be there to say things I couldn't say on my public blog, so, these times, my public is more active...

Anyways, if anybody would like to see it, drop a little message! But be warned, it's in french... ;)

I resist. I resist. Gee I resist.

It's hard, but I do resist.

I'm so stressed, my back hurts like... Well... Like something that hurts bad.

Aw.

I never fucked that much in the same week...
... and in the same day....

Oh! So that's the power of redhaired girls.... I seeeeee...... !

Nope, I'm NOT going to talk about that shooting. That's sad, that's all.

So, my love is living in Wendake and I still find marvelous that, as modern and not different as the rest of the city, that part of the region is so like a small village of the rural quebec of the 20s... Seems like everyone knows everyone... When you drive, everybody's are weaving hands when they cross a street... But the best part was...

(her) - And we got that new policewomen...
(me) - And?
- Well, she's not one of us!
- Not from the first nations?
- Not from Wendake!
- And?
- Well, she don't know how it is here! She's giving tickets and arresting people out of nothing!
- ... like?
- Well, if two cars, going in different directions, but drove by two friends, stops in the middle of the street, to get news about someone, of I just don't know why... Well, she arrested someone for that! I mean, here, it's common!
- ... *sigh* pooooooor you guys!

School + Social Life + Love + Sex = lack of updates.

Life's no easy eh! ;)

(Her)- So, what do we do? Tomorrow?
(Me)- Of course! You need me!
- Funny!
- Anyway, you call me back in the afternoon?
- Sure thing!
* 2 cheek kisses*
(me) - Nope, you need to gives 3 of them
* going for the third cheek kiss*
(me) - Woa! If I wasn't targeting your cheek, that'd been your lips!
(her) - Well, too bad!
- You won't tell me that twice!
*kiss her on the lips*
(me) - So, what do we do? Tomorrow?
(her, gently) - Well, you call me.... See you tomorrow...

Why is the only cool clothing for girls? Fuck! There is absolutly NOTHING for a men that's a little excentric, or just not the same clothes as everywhere?

redruM! redruM! redruM!!!

I'm am SO gonna turn on my usb fan with led lights that just got in the mail.... !

And as for right now... So do I!

Wooaaaa! Feels great !

I got a cold... Plus an awful cheap red panther like cowboy hat.... Plus a rastaman teddy bear.... Plus a playboy bunny pillow...

Life is good...

t works like this:
You reply to this post and I give you a letter of the alphabet.
Then you dredge up 10 songs that start with said letter and put them in your journal (with these or similar instructions).

So I got an M from choucroute...

1 - Minor Swing - Django Reinheardt
2 - Macarena - Los Del Rio
3 - Me And My Shadow - Robbie Williams
4 - Mitternacht - Enomine
5 - Mack The Knife - Louis Armstrong
6 - Mambo Swing - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
7 - Moi, mon âme et ma conscience - Paris Combo
8 - Moskau - Dschinghis Khan
9 - Mezzanine - Massive Attack
10 - Marching Band of Manhatan - Dead Cab For Cuties

And a bonus, because they're so good too:

* Mr Jones - Counting Crows
* Mr Vain - Culture Beat
* Mushaboom - Feist
* My Heart Goes Boom - French Affair

Sweet eh?

Give me back my love... Now...

I need her so much...

I'm unusually happy right now....

Had a good evening yesterday with friends...
Had a good night of sleep...
Had a good morning...
Had a good afternoon with:
good meal,
good people,
good tea,
good music.
Will have a good night probably.

I feel sooo motivated, I could do anything!!

... I just don't have anything planned though! ;)

and yes I know, I'm listening to Christmas music...

Still don't know if I do like my hair that short. Anyways, thanks to the crappy webcam, you can't get all the subtlities in the design of my head, but... Anyway... That's my face...

That girl want to fuck me sooo much, it's unreal.

If I wasn't that sure she would not hang on to me.... I just don't need that...

*damned*

And I needed to talk to that girl again... It's like if I would forget everything she did, and start again.... Still, I feel a little madness who'd like to see her... Die... Wich could be... And there is angst...

Stolen to ventilateur, seems that I am a "broken love"... I don't like that answer... It seems too... True.

My night started like hell. And when I gave up on all hope of having some good time, it happened...

I was sitting in the bus, laptop on my lap, listening and humming to Banana Phone.... And there was that girl, who started to hum it... Then, I unplugged my earplug, so she could listen it... She smiled... We started to chat about some old songs...

She got a bonus point for have the knowledge of Richard Cheese...

But, she got me shocked in surprise when she started to sing the lyrics of Enourmous Penis BEFORE me!

Ohhh how I wished you (choucroute) had been there! ;)

I completly forgot to tell you...

I AM TOTALLY OFFICIALLY A UNIVERSITY STUDENT!

*boogie*

Je fuck.
Tu fuck.
Il fuck.
Nous fuckons.
Vous fuckez.
Ils fuckent.

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On the other hand, I still am in my too-soon-autumn-romantic-mood... But...

Spending the way back home from the city, in a car with a driver that happens to have been on tv, and almost a local starlette of illegal things, for street racing... Well...

I'm still on a rush of adrenalin in my head, and it feels good. It keeps me forgetting a little my need of affection, wich is good.