Slept at 4 am and got up at 4 pm. What a life! I think I am getting very obsessed with my new short story. I planned to go WH Smiths today but never managed to get up. What a waste. Had a big dinner at TGI Friday’s. Nothing else. Out.
Yesterday was Friday and I have totally forgotten that. I even asked Willie do French people say to each other “Bon Weekend” even on Thursday. Stayed kind of quite late in the office and had a good chat with Aurore regarding on the project matters. Man, I feel good when the number of SIR is… Continue reading Zero SIR is a Dream
I am so obsess with my short story that I virtually spent all last night (except Jay Leno’s Show) reading over and over. And busy returning mail to my friends. Willie invited me to go over to his place (with his girlfriend) one weekend. How sweet of him! He told me a little secret that… Continue reading What If I Take up a Job in Paris?
Last night, I was writing a short story. Time passed and I only had less than 5 hours of sleep (consider I had less than 4 hours of sleep the night before). Today’s weather went crazy. We had sun, wind and rain. That’s spring in Paris. In French, “Viper Tongue” is gossip and “Big Ankle”… Continue reading Of Viper Tongue, Big Ankle, and Hot Rabbit