vox1969 @ 2005-05-21T00: 56:00
Briefs
tour (and other stuff spoiled)
Sports & Games foncedés (eve of z'éclectiques) The concert is long over, we must compete to be on the side of Nantes around 11 o'clock in the morning, running after everyone else on the site ... it made four or five times that I proposed C & I politely refused because it would be gluttony and that I should sleep in the truck. Of course, I end up falling on Perrine and Apricot, dealer-price-from-Euskadi, and I really do not say no, go, a little line to cap off the evening ... When it is so kindly offered
... Perrine (lovely little redhead, who has already exchanged one of my paintings four pretty blue pills cons RR now shelved in front of me in my tube guronzan, RR Rolls Royce?) aligns parallel on a CD case, after a while she noticed that by fint it fired four rails when we are five, she smiled mysteriously before releasing:
- the stuff that would be fun, it would be like musical chairs with the coke ...
- or we will makes the baston
... After some discussion on the problems of each septum (mine is diverted from birth, so that I always one nostril blocked, it is important to determine which rowenta before-the-life), the idea of musical chairs ended up taking a certain extent, and it promises to think again next time. Meanwhile, it's good, I feel like the lead-off sink, wow
were recovered throughout the world, I Speed at death, go to the children there is fluff, you're boring, t 'have taken the C or what? well yeah dude ... Go hop hop everyone in the truck pass me while I put your bags in the truck go-go-go-push-it-away we waited at the other end of the world what I am con, of c then it would sleep there it is there everyone go!
Obviously, there might be undaunted despite the fever, after an hour doing the internally ola (p'tain p'tain highway was there but if not oh but you're right but it is where ?), I end up collapsing on the floor of the truck, kiss the carpet, boy, for a few hours which is not like that very vaguely to sleep.
The Z'éclectiques the morning Eight o'clock in the morning, there is a band to return from chépers festoche (forcibly expelled by Lensers of exasperated), Don, t a lot clear enough (but not necessarily unique, in fact) to tackle the breakfast-at-will-international-class. Some tazés of fresh morning lucidity dry razor barely used, others much less, a stoned-organized squad and is needed around a table ... First hole in the sense when Gil, makeup and of course still black bezel, breaking an egg scooped buffet-international-class-a-will, exclaims, alone in the middle of a silent meditative:
- oh damn but it is hard, this egg! What
expected it exactly, and that had he done? it will forever remain a mystery.
PLAN PROPERTY MAY LOOSE MATINAL (always z'éclectiques morning)
Getting together at ten o'clock in the morning, reading an article about Jennifer Lopez in the newspaper to subscribers of Canal left on the shelf Hotel - on finding some kind of interest. Telltale sign of an intense cerebral Inactive ...
Anyway, after a certain stage, his eyes finally close to themselves, to signify that all this is an insult to the wondrous beauty of creation.
Ants (again and always z'éclectiques morning) Gil: "'Damn, I feel like ants climb over me ..."
Fatigue or not, this is a worrying sign.
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