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A Christmas ... Charlotte

Javotte and Betty just adopted Mam'zelle Charlotte. First night with the pretty kitty ...

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Charlotte wish you a merry Christmas holidays. It is certainly a female four or five months. Abandoned in a parking lot by the ski parties bastards. Collected by Javotte and Betty, the little Charlotte now purrs with happiness. She is adorable! As for me, on vacation, I just found my big tomcat Je Bordeaux.

Letter For Community Services Completed

A midweek

was nice in the spring but the winter has stripped the trees at the bottom of our building at La Rochelle. Tree or not, I want to go home! It's long, so long, these weeks away, so far from Bordeaux. After tomorrow I'll be with us. Strongly Friday ... and then there will be more than two weeks before the Christmas holidays!

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Durham

In this small street, the hotel where Chris was a regular closed. It is a pity that this was a family affair. Currently, the most professional projects would be stupid to want to "go it on his account" ...
Looks like the castle of Sleeping Beauty ...

Today, while I was en route to La Rochelle, Chris was in Durham. That life is poorly done? oh no! ! !

I like this time when the year draws to an end and the beginning of new promises things. I think I made all my wishes expressed in the new year, so we continue like that!

Why Do Brazilians Use Eggs On Birthdays

One said, the other weeps ... One Monday morning

And that's me laugh when, in a month I'll be on vacation! I use to work my way. For this Monday evening, I spend my last duty of the first half: a comparative study of the "Book of Ruth" (Old Testament) and the poem "Boaz asleep" (Victor Hugo, The Legend of the Centuries). Allez hop, I glue myself right now ... if, if, and fishing with envy, really!

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Every Monday mornings are alike. The ideas still hazy with sleep, the bag that I still have not prepared, the mail that I have not looked at things from a delayed weekend to another airport and its pale stone and gray, then the ring road rage. And the road. The road to a week long and dreary. I count the hours, days, weeks and months, hoping to work closer to home next year. Pending this long freaking time on Monday ...