on my ride home tonight, i sat on the metro reading my morning metro papers that i had not been able to get through this morning, as i was smooshed up against someone's body. three people got on, two girls, one guy. all very chic looking. immediately i think, 'parisian (not french), of course.' but then they started speaking. i kept hearing words through my headphones that sounded english. i paused the music and attempted to determine what the mystery language of the evening was. it honestly sounded like a mix of french, english, chinese, italian, spanish. i was so confused. i think it was german, i really have no idea, though. it was all greek (but not) to me.
as i was walking out of the belleville stop, i zipped by the people coming in. on my way by, i saw this guy get stuck in the thingy. im not sure if he was trying to jump over the turn-stile or if he just rambed into it, but our eyes met and the look on his face was just priceless. my stone-cold, serious face, rushing to get out of the metro melted and smiled. fucking priceless, man. moments like that, i wish i had a camera out and ready to go.
holy shit, i actually had a full day's worth of work. it ruled. well, not really, but it was so nice to be productive and create stuff! great meetings, too. i love my coworkers, all so intelligent and dont settle for shit. it's good to work with people who do not accept mediocrity. refreshing.
alexis is coming tout-de-suite! can't wait. mecano, here we come!
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