No no, don t cry I m not living YET the blogville even if my blogroll is getting more and more dry but tomorrow I will celebrate my 21st move, I promised myself the next time i ll moved it will be outside Ireland... well not this time ;( sadly I will move 1km from my actual place. I was 5 minutes walking away from the Office I will be now only 2 min away from the Office, not that I m a workaholic nooo remember i m French and i am missing terribly the 35 hours/week of work but i m moving for several reasons among them here the main ones:

- i m actually living in an igloo, it s 9 degrees in my room, I m wearing fleece pyjamas... WAT? yes u heard me FLEECE pyjamas and fleece socks and 2 damn duvet, i was starting to think if I should buy as well gloves and a hood or balaclava! That s what the translation tool gave me and when I googled it (cz i found the name weird) it s the thing used by thief who dont want people to recognize their face!!!! So I was talking about something similar that people use to go hiking in the mountain during winter not to steal a bank! Anyway i think u got the point!


- According to the contract, I was supposed to have double glazing, yeah well i m guessing that this double gazing was made in 20th century, I have these old windows where all the air u want can come through, it s so windy that when i woke up the morning and open the curtains (yeah there is not f!@#$ shutters in that country!) there is water on the inside windows, that much that the corner of the windows start to rot!!!!! During the past 3 months I had some construction in FRONT of my house, what a pleasure to wake at 8AM on SATURDAY morning ;(

- Let say that my housemate and I were not compatible, personally I don t like to find mould in the pan with some food that at some stage let say 2 weeks is barely recognizable nor having somebody starting most of her speech by 'I forgot...'!
And for the fantastic price of .... drum roll...850Euros/month (54 000 Rs it sounds even more in Rs ;)!!!! Bills not included of course!

So today, I went with my new flatmate to pick up the keys of our new flat because the real estate agent did not want to move his @ss to bring us the keys. So we took the cab, arrived at their agency, wait for him cz he did not prepare the set of keys earlier and finally told us that ' I think there is one key missing but i m not sure' 'Oh really u @sshole' well I did not say that word but trust me it was in my mind the all time I talked to him.
So we went to our flat, and guess what... indeed, the key of the entry door was missing, not the key of the door of the flat, no we could not even access the flat! So i came back in the office and I must say that I was pretty tensed! I called him and u know what this ... said ?
'the landlord will drop u the key ...at some point today' notice the 'at some point!' like he gives a shit about it... 'in that time if u wanna access it right away u can go at the entry door ...' wait for it... i thought i had a stroke.... ' wait for somebody to enter or get out, and go inside cause there is an other full set of keys in the flat' ... 'at some point' SERIOUSLY... do you really think I have NOTHING else to do in the middle of a workin day ... nothing? think again u dam ass!
So, by that time we got the key from the landlord who seems to have the same problem with the agency, my flatmate call back the @ss telling him he was not very professionnal, do u know what he dared to say? 'Don t disrespect me!' OMG! gladly I was not on the phone with him when he said that, otherwise I would have come expressly to his office to show him how much I m respecting him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was a very hectic day, now I just came back from the Chandni my fav indian restaurant in town, i m in my room for my last night, I almost finished to pack everything which includes:
- 5 suitcases
- 7 bagpacks
- 3 big boxes
- my computers
- my roller skates
- and a dozen of bags at least!!!!


Yes, I m looking at it right now and I m thinking of my final move from Ireland, I have absolutely NO idea how I m gonna move ALL my stuff to France!!!!!!!!
That s it for now, I probably won t have internet at my new place for a week or so, my response to ur comments will be slower than usual :) but i ll be back with pics of my new place.
Bye bye old place, hello new one! U have a great weekend people!!!

Hi People, today I have been through this site Year Book and I found it so cool that I need to share it with you. What can u do with this site, well, u upload one of your pic and u can have a pic of you on this American Graduate Book that they give to student every year. Starting from the 50' till 90'. So here it goes, don t laugh too much and tell me which year u prefer ;)

Promotion 1954:
Yeah I don t think this one is my best shot, obviously i m not from this promotion ;)

Promotion 1956:

Wow, what kind of haircut is it? 1956?

Promotion 1958:
With that kind of haircut and outfit i m sure everybody in the promo was looking pretty old!

Promotion 1960:
Glasses? Really? Do I have to comment more on that?

Promotion 1964:
Again Glasses? Outfit a bit better then ;)

Promotion 1978:
Haha, nice! My favorite one, I could be a good looking black lady ;)

Promotion 1982:
That s a very interesting type of hair cut... i m wondering how she made it, maybe a salad bowl on top of her hair then using a brush to move up the front!!!!

Promotion 1984:
Curly hair with big volume!!!!

Promotion 1994:
I am not sur I was looking like that in 994 though ;)
Now make up ur mind and tell me which one u prefer and y?

Here are the questions:

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. Something I have and YOU want?
4. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
5. Describe me in one word.
6. What was your first impression of me?
7. Do you still think that way about me now?
8. What reminds you of me?
9. If you could give me anything what would it be?
10. How well do you know me?
11. How do you see me in the future?
12. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't
13. Are you going to post this in your blog and see what I say about you?

Now that i m done with this tag, I m tagging --xh-- because he is desperately looking for a tag and Renu, as for the others, be me guest, take it if u want to ;)

So what s coming next for me:

- tartiflette/poker night on friday: yeah people i m having a tartiflette, french dish made with melting cheese, potatoes, onions and lardon, one of the best dish to get during the winter season with some good wine, friends and a poker tournement to finish the night ;)


- my 21st moves is gonna happened in less than 2 weeks now. 21 times in 28 year, i m sure i ll in the Guinness Record at some point ;)
- 35 days from now and I ll be in France for Xmas, my Gus I am so LOOKING forward u have no idea people, being with the family, giving/receiving gifts/hugs, having great food and wine!!!

Here is a late version of the 6th edition of the Monday Morning Jokes, let s call it the Monday Evening Jokes, been busy at work sorry ;(
Let s make it short, here are the jokes ... Enjoy!

Breast feeding?
A woman and a baby were in the doctor's examining room, waiting for the doctor to come in.
The doctor arrived, examined the baby, checked his weight and found it somewhat below normal. The doctor asked if the baby was breast fed or bottle fed.
"Breast fed," the woman replied.
"Well, strip down to your waist," the doctor asked. She did. He pressed, kneaded, rolled, cupped, and pinched both breasts in a detailed, rigorously thorough examination.
Motioning for her to get dressed he said, "No wonder this baby is under weight! You don't have any milk."
"I know,"she said, "I'm his grandmother, but I'm glad I came."


Little Nancy's Pet
Little Nancy was in the garden filling in a hole when her neighbor peered over the fence. Interested in what the little girl was up to, he politely asked, "What are you up to there, Nancy?"
"My goldfish died," replied Nancy tearfully, without looking up, "and I've just buried him."
The neighbor was concerned, "That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"
Nancy patted down the last heap of earth and then replied, "That's because he's inside your stupid cat."


The Local Strip Club
Because Dave works hard at the plant and spends most evenings bowling or playing basketball at the gym, his wife thinks he is pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a local strip club.
The doorman at the club greets them and says, ''Hey, Dave! How ya doin?'' His wife is puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before. ''Oh no,'' says Dave. ''He's on my bowling team.''
When they are seated, a waitress asks Dave if he'd like his usual Budweiser. His wife is becoming uncomfortable and says, ''You must come here a lot for that woman to know you drink Budweiser.'' ''No, honey, she's in the Ladies Bowling League. We share lanes with them.'' A stripper comes over to their table and throws her arms around Dave. ''Hi, Davey,'' she says, ''Want your usual table dance?''
Dave's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club. Dave follows and spots her getting into a cab. Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her and she starts screaming at him.
The cabby turns his head and says, ''Looks like you picked up a real doozie this time, Dave!''


The Monday Evening Video:... still Russell Peters... white parenting ;)

They seem to have the bigger the better right, size of Jeans, make it bigger! Though I like this ads, it looks cool, like a real jeans ;)
The entire city center is covered by big ads from clothes, to new movies or series, ipod, everything, I don t know how much does it cost but since the road, or expressway are everywhere well u need
to see the ads from there right, so the higher the better, the bigger the merer. The corona beer ads was very nice too. How cool it is to wake up every morning, open ur windows and look at the right u see the corona, down left the lemon with blue sky and the see... niiiiiice.



I went to Venice beach, where supposedly Baywatch was supposed to roll, though I haven t seen Mitch Buchannon or whatever his name spelled nor Pamela Anderson, nor any women in bikini doing some roller skates on the street, it is a myth, well it was apparently too early in the morning to see that, for what I heard ;) So instead I took this pic:D Hot Dogs 1$, where? In the bin trash? LOL they could have put the bin somewhere else not underneath the ad, it s a Marketing Crime ;D





Then I went to Hollywood, yeah, did I see some stars? Nope, Nope at all.


But I saw some movies celebrities like the old time famous Marilyn Monroe and Charlie Chaplin, though Marilyn Monroe was less sexy and more older than the original one

I thought I will assist to a fight between two batmans:
Batman 1: WTF are u doin here, It s my day today, my corner, u re supposed to be on Rodeo Drive get out of here
Batman 2: F@#$$ u, i m the ONLY Batman u re the fake one, i m the original one, I have the costume from Batman 1
Fortunately Superman was here to separate them! Man I don t know how could they stand all day here with that heat cause it was hot, wearing that much of costume!!!! And that Superman, u d better be extremely confident about ur masculinity to be wearing that red underpants and blue tights!
Then to finish, I pass by the walk of fame and I saw this star:
Man, what the hell the parents were thinking, or it is a name he picked when becoming famous, why 'Dick' , was this 'name' did not have a double sense before?
Ok I checked wikipedia and he was born Richard Ewing "Dick" Powell without at the beginning of the 20th century so i m guessing that name did not have a double sense before I truly hope!!!!
Anyway, this is it for today, I hope the Blogville is getting better, and u People, take care!
C.