I am back in da big town. Me and monsieur p. headed over to baie st-paul for the long weekend, having been offered a night at the b&b of the guy buying my old powerbook.
1000 km later, we are back, exhausted of the driving -and no, i haven’t hit anyone on the way. I actually had much fun driving on the highway, zigzagging in between cars in the traffic.
My parallel parking still sucks big time and i have no hopes about being able to parallel park some day.
Back here, i have totally lost the map of my todo lists and the big master plan.. Feels like my brain is still turned off. Honestly, i just feel like doing nothing for some more hours.
Being lazy is hell fun.