i didn't mention the creepy guy from south africa who walked around only in his bath robe like he was highlander or something, and who was certifiably crazy. he said he is African-American, but he's been living in france for a long time and before that he lived in England. or i didn't get it.
he heard my friend speaking english in the kitchen, and he asked her what nationality she was, and when she said Polish...he yelled "How can you speak english then?"
i guess i forgot to mention the cooking circle, made up of everchanging chinese girls, distinguishable only by height...they kept on coming..and cooking, all the time, all kinds of things..and as soon as i left the kitchen, they always took my things either from the stove or the microwave so they could cook even more...more..
for christmas they were 20. the sink died. it drowned in pasta and soy sauce. i didn't think a sink could look like that. poor thing.
and my favourite story: the moving shit...
somehow some ppl have aiming problems. it's hard to imagine, since a toilet is made larger than a jar in size, and a jar is pretty much all the space you would need.
anyway, it wasn't uncommon to have traces of shit on the toilet edge. but once, and only once (thank god) the shit moved..it went crazy...
there was a line oriented from the toliet to the door, and strangely enough it climbed up, went on the edge of the door. for a second, the trail was lost. but then the smell reoriented me to the path... another line, thicker this time, engulfed under the shower door. opened the door, and then it continued on the wall, and found it's death in the sewers.
we will miss it.
there were two cats in the residence, pretty friendly and almost obese. one day, i saw one of them on the hall, but i was in a hurry so i ran out the fire exit. i noticed the cat went out after me, but i was so in a hurry that i kept on running. and the cat after me. for about 2 minutes. it's like it was a mad dog out to get me. i still don't get what all that was about...

ok, must stop with this blog already.

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