Smelly pits

Almost 1.5 months ago I won 500 pounds worth of gift certificates. They came exactly one week ago. Then Geraud's parents came (all over yer face). We took a trip to the IKEA and exhausted tout le monde, but managed to buy an amazingly orange futon, table, and two bar stools for thematic drinkin events.

Thanks to Poule there is a lovely bird emerging in the wall. Reminds me of Soulseek.

Great Orangeness in the Great room of Smoke, Music, and occasional sex.

My Kite.

Things are happening all around. I am starting to wander more. Rambling is an official leisure activity in this country, and I can finally say I am in agreement with an English pasttime.

Soon it will be vacances time. Wedding Countdown -8-days, airplane riding in 5. France in 13.

My neck is hurtin real bad like. I think there be a squirrel nestin in the crooks. Its a shame I aint got no claws this time o year otherwise I could out that lil nut lovin bastard in two clicks and a shimmy.

Because I like to be political and outrage Geraud I'll post a picture of salaries for old white men, they need lots of money because it's hard being old and white, without money you simply just fade away.

We have a breakthrough

Through the miracle of blogging and interconnectedness, we are experiencing a breakthrough. Our voices have been heard and I have just the evidence to prove it.