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January 3, 2005

downcast eyes and a smile

I hope everyone had good holidays… Now quick recap before moving on.

Once again I will remember New Year’s Eve for its blurry outlines, its drinks spilled and colourful lights dangling from the ceiling or creeping up on the walls. But most especially, for all my friends dancing unrestrained, except for two but they were still happy. In the Green Room we discovered the city’s only jukebox, underneath a big plank of wood. Perhaps the jukebox was only cardboard, perhaps it stopped working long ago, but who could discern trickery amid the columns of smoke, flood of revelers; nobody!

Early into the night the DJ played a favorite song, and all I could think was, hey listen, listen, like when I am asked about a favorite book, and all I can say is, read this line, and that other. I can’t explain. Can a person be as tedious as myself, I sincerely ask. But you just ruffle my hair, now now.

It’s my last day off before returning to the office, and it’s the coziest, most quiet of mondays. I am sitting around in mocassins, attempting to balance accounts and the likes. A formidable yawn-fest in which my cat partakes too! Molecular biophysicist David Hackos observed, “Cats very often yawn and stretch when waking up in the morning, but you will rarely see a cat yawn when it is tired in the evening. ” He then pleaded for more experiments to be made on the subject. Although I don’t condone any kind of feline science experiments, the procedure doesn’t seem like the cruelest one – as the clock strikes 11 PM, a dozen cats are installed on comfy cushions, being tickled on the throat until they burst out in yawns, and their fiery eyes and swatting paws pretend to be saying “stop it STOP IT I don’t liiiiike it!” but they are purring with pleasure, and stretching out their back.

Posted by nathalie at January 3, 2005 3:18 PM