Here, there is. The cold invaded my apartment and the street. So I decided to deport me at Auteuil, find the heat of my roots. This pretty little thing that answers to the name of casserole, just above, had the wonderful idea to bring down my Macbook on the ground.
I find myself without a computer, so no new pictures, and yet I took a package.
Rain is also the part we are going insanely fun this winter. Nice excuse to get my ridiculous rain boots, I love so much. Julian and Cecilia is responsible for the terrible Cocotte during my absence, and also by my apartment At the same time, the poor.
In general, at this time of year is the morale over time. So much more I gland and all take me head quickly. I naively thought that makes me a very foolish to go live somewhere else for a while. Not so sure given the memories contained in this apartment. But we must deal and cope with things.
Last weekend I went to take a picture Thump who played the PTT barge. It was sunny and warm. The proof image.
This little jerk I miss Bart as the sun is bound to Paris.
I'm also going to a concert CIP, with my lovely friends, below. Vegan eating in restaurants.
Vivien arrived in Paris, I feel the dinner tonight at home.
Cecile and Adrian take care of my diet. Jules my morale. And I look forward to the dishes Julian!
I spend a great time, even if the rest of the time I am head over things that have and have no place.
I strolled into my neighborhood with my umbrella as a granny. I speak with the old building and I carry their shopping. I say it is worse than me.
I hope post pictures soon.
Take care of yourself.
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