Hello!
… And what the hell France!? You gone berserk on me all of a
sudden. Why the sudden interest in reading my blog, my life?! This just opens
old wounds that I thought had become battle scars I could show with dignity…
deep shit…
Any hoot, my nurse boyfriend got her new wheels… she’s all
happy that she is now driving a Mini Cooper décapotable… convertible…It’s
always fun to get a new toy. I used to love when getting stuff like that.. I remember
the synthesizer, the 1972 Mercedes Bens, the relatively expensive watch I got –I
think it was $1500 back 20 odd years ago-, the drum set, the dangerous
relationships… man, when I think about it, I had a full life…yet I feel I could
have done more. Great, now I’m semi-depressed, I hope you French people from France
are happy…like the songs says “don’t come around here no more…”, which when you
analyze it, really doesn't make sense since it’s a double negative; meaning
come here again; Tom must have been high when writing the song….
Take care folks and happy weekend of June..
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