• Tired...
• Sun. Jan, 2^nd 2005

On this saturday, it is quite difficult to move ourselves. For, yesterday, after a quiet day, mostly watching TV, we had a big dinner again (but we didn't repeat the madness of eating 10 dishes) with just typical French products. You know the ones who make non-French people feeling sick, except Camilla because she is now half-French when it comes to food. We really enjoyed everything and that was a good way to start the night...
Indeed, then we went to KB for the first party of 2005, wondering if we would be alone in the club or, on the contrary, if we would be able to enter on time. Finally, it was the first hypothesis which was true. It seems that most of the locals had too many difficulties to move to any club (that was also confirmed by my Swedish colleagues here). However, it didn't prevent ourselves to enjoy. Each one of us in this way: Francois at BlackJack, Cedric and Camilla at home (after a good try at the bar), Clement on the dance floor, David between the dance floor and the BlackJack (messing around with the latino croupier) and I on the dance floor, spreading my long island on some backs....
However, today, all these madness is behind and it only remains some kind of fat smells in the flat and a sleeping Francois grounded on my sofa... Ahh, 2005 starts in a very good and productive way! For sure...