Dream summer

Hummmm, maybe I was a little bit susceptible on Wednesday. I went to the restaurant with my colleague, everything went well. She's like that, direct, no compromise. Sometimes she's wrong but she will never accept it. Oh well.

Another thing to go wrong: Suzan is quitting Guy. 2 nights ago, at 5:00 a.m., he was crying over her. Gee, nice. Personally, I think she just needs attention, so she's doing a scene. But stupidly, Guy asked her to choose between her husband and him. He can't enjoy things as they are, he always has to run, to be the one in charge, to own. Well, now he's alone, turning around in the house, he doesn't want to work, to go skating, to go with Miga, he gets mad at me. Bel été en perspective.

So between work that sucks, Guy who looks "charming", Miga who is a pain in the ass but only with me, my health that is down the drain (my shoulders hurt today), my little fun visit to Montreal next week and the weather that is looking like thunder's coming, I'm feeling so good that it's scary (sarcasm). "The future's so bright, I need to wear shades" (refrain connu)

And they are not even going to the camp tonight...