Tu vas me manquer, Cavanna.
Vagrant Mind
-reminder of the month-
-Bananas are the fruit of love-
on Blogger // v.4
Friday, January 31, 2014
Friday, January 24, 2014
Monday, January 13, 2014
Friday, January 10, 2014
Thursday, January 09, 2014
Gay rights
C'est vrai que j'oublie souvent que c'est un luxe de ne pas se cacher. Thanks for that reminder, foreigner.
Wednesday, January 08, 2014
Funky mornin's Inc.
Before doing my mohwak, spotted myself in the mirror.
"Oh fuck, I look like a hedgehog that got run over by a truck."
Monday, January 06, 2014
Friday, January 03, 2014
Ironically.
I'm terrified of the globalization of the internet.
Old geeks unite. It ain't no anon shelter any more. I find relief in backwaters rather than on my computer. Fifteen years, they change a world quicker than ever.
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
Romanian Stallion.
Aujourd'hui, je suis devenu champion du monde des poids lourds en battant Apollo Creed.
Vouai m'sieurs-dames.
Sur game cube.
Vouai m'sieurs-dames.
Sur game cube.
First phone call.
"Bonn... Heu, nan, en fait, j'vous emmerde, et je vous souhaite une année pourrie !"
Well, same to ya, pal XD
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Last karaoke of the year.
Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - born with a weak heart
I guess we must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
We'll make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's alright I know nothing's wrong . . nothing
Heyyah I got plenty of time
Heyyah you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passage of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight
Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home she lifted up her wings
I Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from the other
Did I find you, or you find me?
There was a time Before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be
Heyyah We drift in and out
Heyyah sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes light up, I see through you
Cover up your blank spots
Hit me on the head Ah ooooooooh
Pick me up and turn me round
I feel numb - born with a weak heart
I guess we must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
We'll make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground
Head in the sky
It's alright I know nothing's wrong . . nothing
Heyyah I got plenty of time
Heyyah you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passage of time
Never for money
Always for love
Cover up and say goodnight . . . say goodnight
Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home she lifted up her wings
I Guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from the other
Did I find you, or you find me?
There was a time Before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be . . . where I'll be
Heyyah We drift in and out
Heyyah sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I'm dead
Eyes light up, I see through you
Cover up your blank spots
Hit me on the head Ah ooooooooh
♫ Talking Heads - This must be the place (naive music)
Monday, December 30, 2013
Saturday, December 21, 2013
The blues Bumblebees
Au commencement, ils arrivèrent avec une heure d'avance à un concert qui commença avec trente minutes de retard.
Le décor, le keupon, il a pas accroché.
Les bobos, le keupon, il a eu du mal à pas amocher.
Le concert ? Oui, finalement, ils étaient tous doués.
Le décor, le keupon, il a pas accroché.
Les bobos, le keupon, il a eu du mal à pas amocher.
Le concert ? Oui, finalement, ils étaient tous doués.

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