.. on Monday night, 4 am, got a shot in the ass (painkillers). Was so sick that I had to get an emergency doctor or I would have called directly for an ambulance. Or I would have died (really! :P). RIP Candy.
..on Tuesday I learnt I had 2 books published. On Tuesday night I realized professional pride is not enough to bring food in one's plate.
..on Wednesday night, I dreamt I successfully participated to some art exhibition in Florida. I think I need something.. sun and heat most certainly!
..on Thursday I was offered by an army pilot to try a Mirage's cockpit. No kidding (okok I tell you the truth, it was not Top Gun! there was simply an exhibition in front of our city all! hehe)
..on Friday, Loup hurt his knee and thought he would die while Lola and I were having the time of our life
..on Saturday (well that's precisely the moment when I wrote this post), I was lying on the grass, in the sun, writting what you're reading
..on Sunday, I got (and still get) that big fantasy about Italian food. Who wanna cook Italian for me???!