12-07-2015, 06:12 PM
D+1
Back from hobnobbing with the cognoscenti at the gasoline supply and distribution company and, lemme tell you, not a moment too soon. Totally knackered, and passive assimilation of a silent subliminal while drowsing through Netflix is about all I can take.
The beeping of the microwave is a siren song calling out to me. But, even one day in, I feel the burgeoning of the life force within me, the promise of something more.
Monday. Lundi. Don't be surprised if this gets going down deep that I start writing in French.
Au revoir!
Back from hobnobbing with the cognoscenti at the gasoline supply and distribution company and, lemme tell you, not a moment too soon. Totally knackered, and passive assimilation of a silent subliminal while drowsing through Netflix is about all I can take.
The beeping of the microwave is a siren song calling out to me. But, even one day in, I feel the burgeoning of the life force within me, the promise of something more.
Monday. Lundi. Don't be surprised if this gets going down deep that I start writing in French.
Au revoir!
"I dunno. I didn't go into Burger King." -- Pulp Fiction
