Chronique d'une mort annoncée ....

Février 2006

Sunday morning call ....

26 Février 2006 à 10h23
Here's another sunday morning call Yer hear yer head-a-banging on the door Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl Into a day that couldn't give you more But what for ? And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel You take what you want But you won't get it for free You need more time Cos your thoughts and words won't last forever more But I'm not sure if it ever works out right But it's ok. it's all right When yer lonely and you start to hear The little voices in your head at night You will only sniff away the tears So you can dance until the morning light At what price (...)

Février, mois riche ....

22 Février 2006 à 21h29
La paye est tombé pour février ... 3 types rémunérations en 2 jours : - Le salaire fixe : environ 2000 euros - Le bonus des 6 derniers mois : environ 1000 euros - La participation annnuel à investir en actions : 1250 euros et bloquée pendant 5 ans Soit un total 4250 euros net, pas mal... Mais je me fais quand même chier au boulot ces temps-ci ... Zeppelin (...)

No need to argue ....

19 Février 2006 à 0h05
There's no need to argue anymore I gave all I could, but it left me so sore And the thing that makes me mad, Is the one thing that I had, I knew, I knew, I'd lose you You'll always be special to me, Special to me, to me And I remember all the things we once shared, Watching T.V. movies on the living room armchair But they say it will work out fine Was it all a waste of time 'Cause I knew, I knew, I'd lose you You'll always be special to me, Special to me, to me Will I forget in time, You said I was on your mind ? There's no need to argue, No need to argue anymore There's no need to argue (...)

Travaux ....

15 Février 2006 à 14h51
Avant : Pendant : Après: Zeppelin (...)

I hope, I think, I know ....

12 Février 2006 à 0h15
They're trying hard to put me in my place, And that is why I've gotta keep running, The future is mine and it's no disgrace Cos in the end the past means nothing You tell me I'm free then you tie me down, And from my chains I think it's a pity, What did it cost you to wear my crown, You don't like me why don't you admit it I feel a little down today, And I ain't got much to say, But your gonna miss me when I'm not there You know I don't care, You know I don't care, As we beg and steal and borrow, Life is hit and miss, And this, I hope, I think, I know, If I ever hear the names, you call, And (...)

Se faire chier professionnellement ....

6 Février 2006 à 17h17
Au départ j'étais très content de bosser ici, chez FT, ca s'annoncait très bien ... Je pensais avoir des missions intéressantes ... Ca fait maintenant presque 9 mois que je suis chez FT ... Depuis un bon mois, je me fais sacrément chier ... Autant être franc ... Je sais qu'il me fallait attendre au moins 2 ans avant d'être acheteur quand j'ai commencé, je savais les règles du jeu mais ce jeu semble truqué, très truqué ... Le plus intéressant est que je ne suis pas le seul à penser ca ... Donc je m'emmerde ... Ca se voit dans mes horaires, j'arrive toujours vers 8h mais pars vers 18h ... Dans (...)

The space between ....

5 Février 2006 à 0h38
You cannot quit me so quickly There's no hope in you for me No corner you could squeeze me But I got all the time for you, love The Space Between The tears we cry Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more The Space Between The wicked lies we tell And hope to keep safe from the pain But will I hold you again ? These fickle, fuddled words confuse me Like 'Will it rain today ?' Waste the hours with talking, talking These twisted games we're playing We're strange allies With warring hearts What wild-eyed beast you be The Space Between The wicked lies we tell And hope to keep safe from the (...)