I wanted to take a picture of my two new roommates, but I took my Nikon Oli wants to immortalize his girlfriend knocked up. Alin still lives with me, then it starts to make the world in our underground shelter, but it adapts well to the presence of Rick, who arrived in July. Rick produces loads of dirty dishes, piles incredible, but it is nice and I start to appreciate the amateur psychoanalysis sessions that compels me to make him several times week.
Our second roommate, he joined us a few weeks later, so totally unexpected and humorous. One evening when I returned from the hunt werewolves, my neighbor told me he had two things to me: a letter (business as usual, I have not easy to address the factors, it seems) and an adorable bébéplante in a nice pot. To make the company to Monique Pouliot, "he said. Huh?! I must have shaped the face of a question mark, because I do not understand why Alin Monique Pouliot had spoken with him or anyone else *. My neighbor tells me that while doing a search on Camellini spotted, it fell on my blog. Easily, and more. Try you. (Yes, I too disheartened with my cursed stories flat monstrous bugs.) I was a little embarrassed, though in general I assume that I can say, do and write a lot of nonsense, but it seems that he laughed while reading such nonsense. I thought it was super nice he gives me this bébéplante! And I readily accepted his suggestion to baptize Gaetan Tanguay, who happens to be a pseudo Aline borrows in some pseudo-dramatic circumstances. I thought I would focus more on the new roommate, tse.
Since I do not have my camera (if you got read the beginning of the note you will understand, haw!), I attach to this note a photo of another Gaetan Tanguay.
Ah yes, the letter was an invoice from my library that claims me $ 30 because I gave Lectodôme a little too late. Pff. Zealous band.
* When I told this story to Evlyn, she had this reaction: "Crime, Monique goes outside!"
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