lapsus

It's 8.20 am, he's sleeping and I had to wake because I'm sick.
I can't talk more than whispers since 2 days, it's annoying me.
Plus that's my last day of a long week-end in Paris, and I don't wanna go home to work.
By the way, if I can't speak tomorrow, dunno if I'll be able to work (I'm a waffle-pancake-sandwiches seller. So I have to talk a lot.).
I'll visit my doc.

Dammit.
I hate being sick.

But I enjoy my little trip in Paris, we (me and my boyfriend) went to few museums, librarians, starbucks, saw a friend of mine, ...
And today back to the Museum to see something about Abysses, and to Pigalle to see the Erotic Museum
I'll be back home tonight,
He'll stay 'til wednesday, after Megadeth'gig.

Kisses