I am seriously thinking of painting my car in bright yellow or with butterflies or any other colors or patterns that nobody has. Not that I need to be different. I actually need my car to be different for visibility purposes. I mean, it is needed because I cannot distinguish my car from another… I… Continue reading Easy to spot? / Facile à repérer ?
So it is now 35 hours after my 35th birthday and it is time for an assessment. I managed to make the chocolate mousse, which is an important achievement for me given all the obstacles I had to overcome. First, I chose a recipe requesting 100g of chocolate when I had 170g of chocolate. Good… Continue reading Easy-peasy / A l’aise Blaise
Being in a job that is not exciting anymore, working next to a complaining colleague on this grey rainy day, it is called a lousy day. I want to blame my colleague. He is usually in a good mood. He would be happy about everyone and for anything, for no reasons. Not today. Every single… Continue reading Lousy day / Journée pourrie
I haven’t written for a while now. It feels like an eternity although it might have been just slightly more than a month – which is an eternity in terms of Internet times. It’s not that I had nothing to say or to think about, on the contrary. I have so much in mind that… Continue reading Yummy / Trop bon
Last week, my phone died. Literally. By Heart attack. Just like that. At first, when I witnessed what was happening, I didn’t really understand. Why is the logo appearing as if the phone was shutting down while it is being fed? No, I don’t give food to my phone, I charge its battery. Anyway, it was… Continue reading Last breath / Dernier souffle
Disclaimer: I am on a complaining mood… Let’s assume you are working in an office. Everything goes smoothly with your co-workers. I mean, you are not bff but you can count on each others to get the work done. Then something happens: one of them gets promoted. Well, let’s assume you are a good person,… Continue reading The weak link / Le maillon faible
I should be completely crazy. Well, I know I am. But this is not my fault. Of course, I won’t blame myself for that. Like any good psychologist, I will blame my education (or parents, whatever). Don’t get me wrong, I am not the kind of crazy who would lose one’s temper because you didn’t… Continue reading Completely Crazy / Complètement Folle