Hi! Do you remember blogs? Well, this used to be one. Now it just serves as an archive for my multiple Twitter accounts.
Do I accept to go out in Paris on a Saturday night out of sheer masochism, or for the sake of reinforcing my misanthropy? Unless it’s just there are (against all odds) a few people among my acquaintances that are only available on weekends. Yet that’s not for lack of spending my time chatting with Peter Pans without any job or occupation, but I guess every rule needs its exceptions. But still, the Châtelet on a Saturday night is a pain—and we’re still in winter.