I hate France because this 2 week sleet is getting on my tits. I saw the sun for the first time in ages today. My train was indefinitely retarded this morning, unlike the SNCF mute who was definitely retarded fucking shit up. Thinks he's Jimi Hendrix and shit. Dogshit, bus drivers, Hausseman, rabid cats, psychotic bums, pretentious bitches, clueless Brits, little cheddar, TexMex, or smiles. Small apartments, lousy lifts. Belgian beer, taxes, the inevitable situation where all French do the same thing at the same time, the smell of urine, pickpockets, pick-up artists, communicable diseases.

This winter has been a dog that yaps at your cankles and sores.
The certainty of a brand new summer is something worth waiting for.