Friday, March 4
Departing for Chaulnes. At 15 o'clock I see Mr. Gerald, the driver-courier for an interview prior to his redundancy.
Balladur is on the downslope. The gaffes are cumulative. The case of Air France, fishermen, Andre Rousselet, and finally the contract employability alias SMIC-young : GAUCHARD and unionists blister this pittance to sustain their waning influence. Nevertheless, the Balla., Ultimately, has its soft belly to the protesters becquettent to satiety. The family man, good as good bread, could be a victim of his wisdom wait. In
Nadette the phone. Did not look very jouasse in Scotland. Must return to our land Monday. She will visit the Saturday after. Hopefully, this time not having a case of force majeure causing the cancellation of all.
back to Paris. Supertramp
me canarde eardrums and I find myself some melancholy. No love, no passion has caught my existence since the end of my story with Kate. Nothing that has lasted, anyway. No news of the girl, since October 1993. She would have died it would be the same. For his part, she probably received in his mailbox a flyer touting the reissue of a book on Lagny. Brief demonstration of our ongoing activity.
Departing for Chaulnes. At 15 o'clock I see Mr. Gerald, the driver-courier for an interview prior to his redundancy.
Balladur is on the downslope. The gaffes are cumulative. The case of Air France, fishermen, Andre Rousselet, and finally the contract employability alias SMIC-young : GAUCHARD and unionists blister this pittance to sustain their waning influence. Nevertheless, the Balla., Ultimately, has its soft belly to the protesters becquettent to satiety. The family man, good as good bread, could be a victim of his wisdom wait. In
Nadette the phone. Did not look very jouasse in Scotland. Must return to our land Monday. She will visit the Saturday after. Hopefully, this time not having a case of force majeure causing the cancellation of all.
back to Paris. Supertramp
me canarde eardrums and I find myself some melancholy. No love, no passion has caught my existence since the end of my story with Kate. Nothing that has lasted, anyway. No news of the girl, since October 1993. She would have died it would be the same. For his part, she probably received in his mailbox a flyer touting the reissue of a book on Lagny. Brief demonstration of our ongoing activity.
last track that I keep her in my wallet: a check for 350 francs dated October 10, 1993 to my attention, as reimbursement for I do not know what expense. How symbolic! When one considers the millions of francs heavy lost because of our negative relationship.
I write with interest that in moments of excitement or revolt. Where serenity settles, I have taste to speak, for lack of utility. I would be very hard to become a worker the pen, as Flaubert or Zola. For me, this exercise is a demonstration of guts. The guts of my apple did not at that moment, not much to sink your teeth. Would there be in me a slight tendency to cyclothymia?
I write with interest that in moments of excitement or revolt. Where serenity settles, I have taste to speak, for lack of utility. I would be very hard to become a worker the pen, as Flaubert or Zola. For me, this exercise is a demonstration of guts. The guts of my apple did not at that moment, not much to sink your teeth. Would there be in me a slight tendency to cyclothymia?
************
Miss M. Nadette
From train bound for Paris, March 6,
Precious friend,
The harvest was late but abundant: your letters of 24 and 28 February, one born of gentle heat Lyon, the other hatched near the Scottish humidity are both fell Friday in my mailbox . There are feats of our public services that can not be explained. This agonizing uncertainty of the date of Akim-ment of our pieces of paper must be agents for yellow supreme art form, although qu'insi-gods, or even pernicious. Do not reticent to the subtlety of language, crénom!
you going to come back to me with a form clanking, and not the mug of woven plaid? Your voice, during our last telephone conversation, I foreshadowed the most flourishing of existential fantasy. For
mézigue pasty (expression from us) weekend in the land in search of dead twigs and small branches torn from their home by storms swirling. Believe the beast that I am strong: it removes rust you the armholes to none. Fresh air ducts cleaned campaign respiratory handcuffs tamper good rich earth of our country, just to give good-looking nails dreary and the wriggling snout the end, to better absorb the savage fauna and flora of the park. Rural picture, I admit, but oh so refreshing for the soul déschématisée . Apart from these escapades
, nothing very edifying, and even less transcendent to narrate. Hectic week in perspective. Tuesday and Wednesday Epinal and Nancy will be played my presence on Thursday, I will sail between Chaulnes and Peronne, Friday, if all cases of force majeure shall be muzzled, I devote entirely to Lyon.
you very quickly. ************
Tuesday, March 8
The harvest was late but abundant: your letters of 24 and 28 February, one born of gentle heat Lyon, the other hatched near the Scottish humidity are both fell Friday in my mailbox . There are feats of our public services that can not be explained. This agonizing uncertainty of the date of Akim-ment of our pieces of paper must be agents for yellow supreme art form, although qu'insi-gods, or even pernicious. Do not reticent to the subtlety of language, crénom!
you going to come back to me with a form clanking, and not the mug of woven plaid? Your voice, during our last telephone conversation, I foreshadowed the most flourishing of existential fantasy. For
mézigue pasty (expression from us) weekend in the land in search of dead twigs and small branches torn from their home by storms swirling. Believe the beast that I am strong: it removes rust you the armholes to none. Fresh air ducts cleaned campaign respiratory handcuffs tamper good rich earth of our country, just to give good-looking nails dreary and the wriggling snout the end, to better absorb the savage fauna and flora of the park. Rural picture, I admit, but oh so refreshing for the soul déschématisée . Apart from these escapades
, nothing very edifying, and even less transcendent to narrate. Hectic week in perspective. Tuesday and Wednesday Epinal and Nancy will be played my presence on Thursday, I will sail between Chaulnes and Peronne, Friday, if all cases of force majeure shall be muzzled, I devote entirely to Lyon.
you very quickly. ************
Tuesday, March 8
Bloy "soft as a moth ..."
In the train to Nancy, I read Four Years of Captivity in Pigs-sur-Marne
of Leon Bloy. Here is what I extract:
"I have often thought that many people one sees here and there, are actually dead, exhaling a smell of dead pit, with body attitudes. How are they live in the Ministry or Parliament? One drawback of the least observed universal suffrage is to coerce citizens rotting out of their graves to elect or be elected. The President of the Republic is probably carrion. "What
dark delight to read in this style cataclysmic ideas always at the height of the news.
Other literary gem of violence in an article in the April 21, 1903, against men of the press, entitled "The Aristocracy of Mackerel :
" By dint of degradation, journalists have become so foreign to all sense of honor it is absolutely impossible now to make them understand that the vomiting and after I vomited, they were furiously réavale for defecation: the corporation is housed on this floor of ignominy in which consciousness can discern more what it means to be a bastard. "
Good god How good PURGE!
In the train to Nancy, I read Four Years of Captivity in Pigs-sur-Marne
of Leon Bloy. Here is what I extract: "I have often thought that many people one sees here and there, are actually dead, exhaling a smell of dead pit, with body attitudes. How are they live in the Ministry or Parliament? One drawback of the least observed universal suffrage is to coerce citizens rotting out of their graves to elect or be elected. The President of the Republic is probably carrion. "What
dark delight to read in this style cataclysmic ideas always at the height of the news.
Other literary gem of violence in an article in the April 21, 1903, against men of the press, entitled "The Aristocracy of Mackerel :
" By dint of degradation, journalists have become so foreign to all sense of honor it is absolutely impossible now to make them understand that the vomiting and after I vomited, they were furiously réavale for defecation: the corporation is housed on this floor of ignominy in which consciousness can discern more what it means to be a bastard. "
Good god How good PURGE!
************ A Miss M. Nadette
March 8,
From train for Nancy
My favorite traveler,
As we journey both hamlets in the towns, capital cities and villages, allow me again to scribble a few things at a little over sixty miles an hour.
As you can imagine, I am in no way fooled harm and atrocities of the revolutionary order, and this has been my most comfy cradle. Very small, I played with my brothers and Chouans sister heart, determined to be ashamed of the blues. Me, I incarnated Cadoudal, a major figure Chouan with Frank Charette and Jean Cottereau. I had clearly chosen the camp of the white flag and the cross in the heart of the final solution against vermin Jacobin and Republican. My name is not for nothing ... Crauze
As we journey both hamlets in the towns, capital cities and villages, allow me again to scribble a few things at a little over sixty miles an hour.
As you can imagine, I am in no way fooled harm and atrocities of the revolutionary order, and this has been my most comfy cradle. Very small, I played with my brothers and Chouans sister heart, determined to be ashamed of the blues. Me, I incarnated Cadoudal, a major figure Chouan with Frank Charette and Jean Cottereau. I had clearly chosen the camp of the white flag and the cross in the heart of the final solution against vermin Jacobin and Republican. My name is not for nothing ... Crauze Tonight, I am greeted by an old friend Nancy at the Sorbonne that shines, like you, by his keen sense of life.
delicious moments for me: the mixture of pleasure is on my shelf now. For the ears, the last delivery of Phil Collins, inspiring melodies. To view and additionally (!) mind Ungrateful Beggar's cataclysmic Leon Bloy, in an edition of 1948, still untouched by reading. It was in cut-paper that I need to open and discover the pages. Almost as sensual as opening a fruity lady ... The preliminary
have not been useless reading your second letter of Scotland have me very stimulated to scratch my turn to the pen. Thank you.
look forward to seeing you at Lutece.
your attention. ************
delicious moments for me: the mixture of pleasure is on my shelf now. For the ears, the last delivery of Phil Collins, inspiring melodies. To view and additionally (!) mind Ungrateful Beggar's cataclysmic Leon Bloy, in an edition of 1948, still untouched by reading. It was in cut-paper that I need to open and discover the pages. Almost as sensual as opening a fruity lady ... The preliminary
have not been useless reading your second letter of Scotland have me very stimulated to scratch my turn to the pen. Thank you.
look forward to seeing you at Lutece.
your attention. ************
Wednesday, March 9
G. Gilles, a law professor at the Faculty of Nancy, is in front of me, throwing his wise words and sounding in the overheated air of the auditorium TR02. Duffer what a story! Here I am, for one morning in the company of the lovely Sabrina, the student returned stiff material. Wise, too wise prof! Nothing attractive in its phraseology. While serious, competent, it is undeniable, but not a blade farting fire.
sorbonnards At the time, during my first year of Bac, I was fortunate to have 
constitutional law the flamboyant Jean Gicquel. Despite his penchant GAUCHARD, I was captivated by his words, his ability to transform concepts for murals the least soporific, his pace but still colored with humor, cynicism and jokes. For the only interest that led us to listen, we retain much more profound and lasting it would have been without this oratory, to cram big shots sweats.
I continue playing the martyr Leon Bloy and came across this new account:
"8:40 am, train employees. Those people who know each other, come, invariably, a small bag or small basket in hand for lunch at the office. They shake hands and the beginning of the year to the end, share the same platitudes in where they are buried, after they pretended to die. "Terrible and pathetic
fate of ordinary mortals, what Heim gathers under the category of plants shit flapping their occupational activity.
In an unpublished article under promising Revenge of the Vile , this definition of car driver, "a motorist is ambitious A premeditated murder." It's been ages since I am con-cient to live in a world of criminals.
Decidedly, aphorisms abound in our earthy despair: "There was, formerly, the wonderful selection of Blood and Soul has named the aristocracy of virtue. There are, today, the selection of money that occurs naturally aristocratic idiots and murderers (...). "Go
, two more beautiful formulas:
" The painters have the power to be heard by the eyes. "
" The Prophets are people who remember THE FUTURE. "Thank you Leon!
I understand why, some years ago, Heim asked me to wait until they matured before the first reading of Bloy. His agony, misery more deep passing day, terrifying the reader, but the extreme difficulty in life is transcended by a desperate revolt.
constitutional law the flamboyant Jean Gicquel. Despite his penchant GAUCHARD, I was captivated by his words, his ability to transform concepts for murals the least soporific, his pace but still colored with humor, cynicism and jokes. For the only interest that led us to listen, we retain much more profound and lasting it would have been without this oratory, to cram big shots sweats. I continue playing the martyr Leon Bloy and came across this new account:
"8:40 am, train employees. Those people who know each other, come, invariably, a small bag or small basket in hand for lunch at the office. They shake hands and the beginning of the year to the end, share the same platitudes in where they are buried, after they pretended to die. "Terrible and pathetic
fate of ordinary mortals, what Heim gathers under the category of plants shit flapping their occupational activity.
In an unpublished article under promising Revenge of the Vile , this definition of car driver, "a motorist is ambitious A premeditated murder." It's been ages since I am con-cient to live in a world of criminals.
Decidedly, aphorisms abound in our earthy despair: "There was, formerly, the wonderful selection of Blood and Soul has named the aristocracy of virtue. There are, today, the selection of money that occurs naturally aristocratic idiots and murderers (...). "Go
, two more beautiful formulas:
" The painters have the power to be heard by the eyes. "
" The Prophets are people who remember THE FUTURE. "Thank you Leon!
I understand why, some years ago, Heim asked me to wait until they matured before the first reading of Bloy. His agony, misery more deep passing day, terrifying the reader, but the extreme difficulty in life is transcended by a desperate revolt.
The ungrateful beggar receives few francs a very young child, André Martineau. The Rabid wrote him concerning this word:
"My dear little friend. You are the benefactor of Leon Bloy. It's one thing you still can not quite understand. But if keeping this letter, you read it again in twenty years, when the poor Leon Bloy is underground, you will weep with pity at the thought of the terrible life of this writer so unhappy. At the same time you will weep with joy when you remember that you were given the power to console a few hours. "What
his misery? Read thus: "We're starting to do more to feed children. Sending a letter necessary, thirty cents, bleeding in the middle carotid, a stream of blood! .
"My dear little friend. You are the benefactor of Leon Bloy. It's one thing you still can not quite understand. But if keeping this letter, you read it again in twenty years, when the poor Leon Bloy is underground, you will weep with pity at the thought of the terrible life of this writer so unhappy. At the same time you will weep with joy when you remember that you were given the power to console a few hours. "What
his misery? Read thus: "We're starting to do more to feed children. Sending a letter necessary, thirty cents, bleeding in the middle carotid, a stream of blood! .
************
Paris, March 11, 1994,
Dear Sabrina, dear Fabrice,
This little letter as a testimony of my gratitude for the friendly service and attention that you m ' have booked. Kindness and gentleness of your exhale couple are good for the soul a little vague, a sort of tonic.
As I explained to you, Sabrina, does not value small dirt that few envious of passage could send you. Only your authenticity must rely on yourself and your family, your quality of being confirmed every dawn, extreme straightness of your choice fed a sense of life and the pleasures it offers.
I look forward to the opportunity I'll ever see you again.
Yours. ************
Sunday, March 13
I'm dark tonight. My nature, that which arises by my instinct behavior is detestable nant for any bold action. A force myself too socialized, I'm no longer bear the loneliness. At the same time, this need emotional and possibly sexual, is not feasible because of a penchant for excessive elimination-selection where, when lightning is near, I have an inability to convert that opportunity into potential approximation real.
One day perhaps I will like more natural sound simple.
Tuesday, March 15 3:03 am. Yesterday evening with Corinne R. pikeminnow in full despair. Again, I did not choose the purring bliss. This young lady, to be pathetic and sensual forms, has the intelligence and specifically whether this intuition Women who désarçonnent male hoof. It touches the extremes without ever nestle into a comfortable routine.
Me narrating with his guts on edge of chaos sinking his passing, she gives me her eyes screaming, touching the moisture that has a blue-revolt. I bled the bottom, as if a white-hot peak idle crossed my eyeball basis, as if a razor blade cleanly cut the other apple, then open gaping terrifying. And stratus of Dalí and Buñuel always come round to the moon ...
Tell me, lady, where do you concentrate the soul flay to the bone ? A too determined, too much carving, you betray your greenness to greedy and too early could widen your baby porridge. I wish I insinuated myself in the depths of your fibers to better understand the intricacies of your drifts.
The gift of self without reservation, the source of your discomfort, deserves attention a tad. That this prince of the Bar, the lord of the dress that will trap you with skill and sincerity alleged. More than receptive, the girl abandons her toes, the quills that protect it, leaving bare her attire, her generosity, sensitivity to light. The absolute is in itself a quest, like the horizon, a focal point inaccessible. Once believed to live one moment of perfection, it is wrong itself, and the return of lacrosse is only more violent.
A reflects this passion flaming gauge today flaps that remain worry. Nib to build a semblance of life, just as a bad knockout.
experimentation by the injury is too on the development of his personality. Yesterday, like a scared little animal, from birds to broken wing and the trembling little beast of aggression, you showed me the rarest qualities of a wife and the vices of the dangerous tightrope of balance.
I do not know if painting your dough bow down to human m'allouer your confidence, but know that my fondness for you is tough scratched in my fiber.
That day, I saw the justice in his masterful dirt. See my letter to the fucking chairman. It should not have to slip a blade into the handle because of the viscera of industrial tribunal judge would have attended the pit: Sir, You
today chaired the hearing of interlocutory Council Prud'homme males of P. .. at 14:50, in the case between the L. .. gy Ms. Josette C. .., represented by Mr M. .. I am Mr. Loïc
Decrauze, born October 6, 1969 in Tours, sole director of the L. .. gy has been. go from 26 November 1993, registered at Paris. I am the sole legal representative of L. ..
At 14:30 I was present at your hearing, which began with 20 minutes late due to late arrival of Master M. .. Just before his arrival, you have even offered to put my conclusions and make my argument, without asking no counterpart in my capacity as legal representative.
At the request of Master M. .., that should have been declared defective and inadmissible because of its late arrival (if one takes into your "legalism"), you refused to hear the defense of L. .. Invoked only because I had no paper proving my quality. I wish to advise you that I have defended numerous cases before the Industrial Tribunal for P. .. as legal representative of R. .. U. .., O ..., and S. .. and that was never questioned my sincerity legal representative of such companies.
Today for L. .., I just attended a miscarriage of justice because of a genuine legal banditry.
Tomorrow morning, I send you from Paris all the supporting evidence of my quality and completeness of conclusions that you would have heard so far.
The new Criminal Procedure Code has eliminated the concept of "no excuse to ignore the law. "Believe me
me justice for me and the group I represent, I would not hesitate to denounce this travesty of justice which I attended, gagged so to speak. The new code above severely punishes the use of trace elements to deprive the opponent of adversary. Whether to go to the suspicion until the High Court, and would go well.
Believe me, Sir, the assurances of my highest .
Monday, March 26 Private
my natural medium to record my personal notes, it gently on a sheet given by a traveler as I headed discourse about the latest episodes of the ambient environment.
To start with the ego, I must get tired damn ass to move more quickly into the collection development towns during the French Revolution, otherwise I'll go through the famine under a roof of heaven. Poetic for survival, but troublesome in the armholes.
establishment that manages my account for a good half decade has shit on me mouth to an overrun of a few hundred francs on overdraft: elimination of the cb and immediate flow of my current bills. Scrapings bastards! Consequence: check for input F to 2000 sci Castle Au is simply dismissed. Scraps of my two slimy! I do not know what the future holds for me as divine surprises, but the rating of satiety was very outdated. Note that for lighting that credit institution has to show a loss of seven billion in its annual accounts. Understand the huge bankrupt. Welcome to the club! Not even the state is there, the open boxes. If
clashes appear on the road to extinction in the late Yugoslavia French youth began to share a stammering of revolt against an integration contract professional brainstormed and decreed by the Balladur government. It's been a long time we did not go out in groups for a few weeks and all these young people anxious. As always, the phenomena of mass stink of dangerousness by skidding. The rioters
be engaged in urban guerrilla chilly, being confined to a few stone-throwing, car outbreaks, bastons improvised, no real constitution of a strike force organized. Opposite, the loudmouthed Pasqua trying to scare the wankers, as more expeditious sanctions would suffice. A scorched earth policy would put an end to the rampage of hate pain sensation.
Sunday, March 27 Depart for obese Laon Lutece. Weekend Physical Au. The spring is illustrated by fragile buds. We lit a huge bonfire on the cement of the old barn, alternating layer of dry pine leaves and slice of agglomerated. Alternately I handle the rake, fork, I drive a small tractor towed trailer, I float in the thick white smoke feeder furnace muffled. The property becomes more and more beautiful, in its outlines. The first round of Castle has done a makeover, dressed with new slates.
Hubert arrives Sunday afternoon, on leave before returning to Castres in the paratroopers. The hair close to the skull, he shows us his handsome uniform of cadet Reserve. Conversation sprinkled with Heim. Monday, March 28
tonight on TF1 and France 2, young people speak. Ashamed to belong to that generation of old people conformists, prostrate on their hemorrhoids germ, assisted to the bone. And it's a max blablate either illiterate, imbecile, or both combined.
today chaired the hearing of interlocutory Council Prud'homme males of P. .. at 14:50, in the case between the L. .. gy Ms. Josette C. .., represented by Mr M. .. I am Mr. Loïc
Decrauze, born October 6, 1969 in Tours, sole director of the L. .. gy has been. go from 26 November 1993, registered at Paris. I am the sole legal representative of L. ..
At 14:30 I was present at your hearing, which began with 20 minutes late due to late arrival of Master M. .. Just before his arrival, you have even offered to put my conclusions and make my argument, without asking no counterpart in my capacity as legal representative.
At the request of Master M. .., that should have been declared defective and inadmissible because of its late arrival (if one takes into your "legalism"), you refused to hear the defense of L. .. Invoked only because I had no paper proving my quality. I wish to advise you that I have defended numerous cases before the Industrial Tribunal for P. .. as legal representative of R. .. U. .., O ..., and S. .. and that was never questioned my sincerity legal representative of such companies.
Today for L. .., I just attended a miscarriage of justice because of a genuine legal banditry.
Tomorrow morning, I send you from Paris all the supporting evidence of my quality and completeness of conclusions that you would have heard so far.
The new Criminal Procedure Code has eliminated the concept of "no excuse to ignore the law. "Believe me
me justice for me and the group I represent, I would not hesitate to denounce this travesty of justice which I attended, gagged so to speak. The new code above severely punishes the use of trace elements to deprive the opponent of adversary. Whether to go to the suspicion until the High Court, and would go well.
Believe me, Sir, the assurances of my highest .
Monday, March 26 Private
my natural medium to record my personal notes, it gently on a sheet given by a traveler as I headed discourse about the latest episodes of the ambient environment.
To start with the ego, I must get tired damn ass to move more quickly into the collection development towns during the French Revolution, otherwise I'll go through the famine under a roof of heaven. Poetic for survival, but troublesome in the armholes.
establishment that manages my account for a good half decade has shit on me mouth to an overrun of a few hundred francs on overdraft: elimination of the cb and immediate flow of my current bills. Scrapings bastards! Consequence: check for input F to 2000 sci Castle Au is simply dismissed. Scraps of my two slimy! I do not know what the future holds for me as divine surprises, but the rating of satiety was very outdated. Note that for lighting that credit institution has to show a loss of seven billion in its annual accounts. Understand the huge bankrupt. Welcome to the club! Not even the state is there, the open boxes. If
clashes appear on the road to extinction in the late Yugoslavia French youth began to share a stammering of revolt against an integration contract professional brainstormed and decreed by the Balladur government. It's been a long time we did not go out in groups for a few weeks and all these young people anxious. As always, the phenomena of mass stink of dangerousness by skidding. The rioters
be engaged in urban guerrilla chilly, being confined to a few stone-throwing, car outbreaks, bastons improvised, no real constitution of a strike force organized. Opposite, the loudmouthed Pasqua trying to scare the wankers, as more expeditious sanctions would suffice. A scorched earth policy would put an end to the rampage of hate pain sensation.
Sunday, March 27 Depart for obese Laon Lutece. Weekend Physical Au. The spring is illustrated by fragile buds. We lit a huge bonfire on the cement of the old barn, alternating layer of dry pine leaves and slice of agglomerated. Alternately I handle the rake, fork, I drive a small tractor towed trailer, I float in the thick white smoke feeder furnace muffled. The property becomes more and more beautiful, in its outlines. The first round of Castle has done a makeover, dressed with new slates.
Hubert arrives Sunday afternoon, on leave before returning to Castres in the paratroopers. The hair close to the skull, he shows us his handsome uniform of cadet Reserve. Conversation sprinkled with Heim. Monday, March 28
tonight on TF1 and France 2, young people speak. Ashamed to belong to that generation of old people conformists, prostrate on their hemorrhoids germ, assisted to the bone. And it's a max blablate either illiterate, imbecile, or both combined.
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