French Election

Damned... Hard sunday..... very hard..... Big decision to make today ... other than Mc do or subway ....(subway won).....For which candidate am i going to vote ...? big doubt between two......hummm hummmm I ve tried to get help from outside.... flipped a coin... it felt on the side.... What should i do ? this is the 3rd phone call that i make to france for my vote....
Big choice .. big choice... !!!

Choice done... i have read the news... and ... one of my subject of hesitation.. just let the press know that he went to the church before he went to vote........ before the vote...

He just lost mine ..... damned.. thank god for this easy choice.....

Not that i am against religion.. anyone is able to believe what ever he wants.. but... i am against that the man or the woman who is going to be the president of a Laic state.. show what religion he is..... u cannot pretend to embrace the Republic if u don t respect one of HER simple principles... Religion is a private fact.. it has to stay in the private sphere...

Going to make a last phone call ...

Going to get ready for football.....

Can i play with a stereo on the shoulder ?

Survival of the fitest

Survival of the fitest... Well... More the days go.... less i am the fitest one.... more i am Not going to survive......

When i am suppose to not survive anymore...

is it when i can t get through the door anymore?

This is insane.. must have Prader willy Syndrom.. i can t stop to eat... Well this is not that i want to stop.. indeed.. this is a scientific fact that eating is usefull .. but i can t stop to eat crap food....Damned Survival of the fitest.... !!! Those are not Love handle.. this is a steering wheel love...... damned.....

i am aslo studing some other syndrom that i could apply to my case...... Half boulemia.... (eating ... eating...eating ... eating... and not throwing up )and/or Alzeimer boulemia..... i am eating ... eating...eating ... eating...eating ... eating... but i forget to throw up...

i wish i was as good as finding excuses to not eat as i am finding ones to eat... like ....... Humm today .. french election..i am stressed.. (as it was going to change my life.. i am living in iceland.. and haven t been back home for quite sometimes now....).. hummm Subway and coke..... did i say that i had toffu in the fridges...... not an option today .. not an option ......

Every sunday .. i am finding a new idea.. for a miracle program that could save me to not go through the door.... Every monday i stand up.. reach the bathroom....look at me in the mirror... find me cute.. and decide to postpone my miracle program....What the hell.. i am cute..isn´t it ?

So ... today we are sunday .. i ve sined i am a siner .... i went to subway ..... and i am planing allready the miracle program to save my soul... or at leat what my soul is wrapped in !!! (not sure that this is the correct gramatical order) anyway.. there is layer.. and there is my soul.. (if i ve one ..).. i am having a plan... Marchall type plan... to get rid some of those layers.....

why.. why .. why do we have to do this to ourself ? Iceland is a devilish country....in every store.. half of it is only snack... and the tentation is even greater when u live next to the store.. that close at midnight....

By the way ..BF... is right now eating cookies.... Why Why why !!!!

Tentation !!!!! tentation !!!!!

Virgile