breakfast

cajun smoked sausage and black figs.
and coffee.

watched intently by the schnoodle.
listening to bhrams on the radio.
happy that the heat is gone and I can wear jackets again.
looking forward to heavy lifting at work today.

Et maintenant, des mots.

Had bit of fun with my friend Patron Platinum last night after spending about three hours marathon sketching of opera sets. What began as a drink to tide me over before heading to a friends nearby to watch ultimate fighting soon evolved into me displaying some new found aggressive behaviours such as scratching the beards of both the bartender and my neighbor and hitting on and feeling up a guy three times my size. Go me!
My housemate came around after finishing up at house of blues and we headed over to Good Fiends bar and talked about all things relationship related. More drinks were had and it was decided that we were in desperate need of Clover Grill cheeseburgers. I'm not sure why but being a little tipsy makes an ordinary cheeseburger a little like crack to me.

Les choses qu je vue quand je suis ennui a cinq heure du matin.

J'ai amour sur mon craine.
Je cherche mon prince Charmant, je crois qu'il exisite quelqu'un place.
Est-que c'est un reve idiotique? Dois je reviens a dormir, pour me leve
dans le matin avec le realite qu'il n'existe pas? Pourquois? Quelqu'un ma dit
quand un chasse l'amour, elle se cache desous notre nez. Donc, j'attendrais
avec cette petite reve dans mon coeur.

Morning

I woke up to men swinging from the trees outside my bedroom window.
On the third floor. He was a little burly and had a beard.
God is teasing me.







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