Enterrement de vie de garçon

Ben non pas le miens, je suis à des années lumières de ça. En fait j’en suis encore à l’étape 1.0.0.0.

On est allé aux danseuses évidemment, la meilleure place pour pousser ma frustration au max. C’est tjrs choquant d’aller là, un paquet de filles qui sont plus belle que belle, mais tu sais qu’ils sont totalement innaccessibles, et encore là, le mot est faible.

Au moins les chummeys ont eu la classe de me payer une danse avec la culturiste laide avec des seins blancs (et le reste du corps extrémement bronzé). Crime qu’elle était laide. J’ai retenu mes rires étant donné qu’elle me crissait une volée si elle le voulait, je pense pas qu’elle s’est douté de rien.

Je commence tranquilement à me tanner du nightlife… J’y gagne vraiment rien…

Je vais aller me coucher, souvent ça me replace.

Remèdes empoisonnés pour peinés d’amour

J’ai parlé de Stars cette semaine, voici les paroles de deux tounes qui se complétent, les paroles sont juste malade :

Your Ex-Love Is Dead

God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said « yes I think we’ve met before »
In that instant it started to pour

Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of that time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
You tried to reach deep but you couldn’t get in
And now you’re outside me you see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It’s nothing but time and a face that you’ll lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn’t choose
I’ll write you a postcard, I’ll send you the news
From the house down the road, from real love

Live through this and you won’t look back
Live through this and you won’t look back
Live through this and you won’t look back

There’s one thing I want to say so I’ll be brave
You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave
I’m not sorry I met you
I’m not sorry it’s over
I’m not sorry there’s nothing to save
I’m not sorry there’s nothing to save

One More Night (Your Ex-Lover Remains Dead)

try as he might he’s unable to speak
he grabs her by the hair, he strokes her on the cheek
the bed is unmade like everything is
dark little heaven at the top of the stairs
take me like that, ruin it all
then build it again by the light in the hall
he drops to his knees says please my love, please
i’ll kill who you hate, take off that dress, you won’t freeze

one more night, that was a good one
one more night, i dreamed it was a good one
one more, one more night, that was a good one
one more night, the end should be a good one
a good one

he starts with her back cause that’s what he sees
when she’s breaking his heart she still fucks like a tease
release to the sky, look him straight in the eye
and tell him that now, that you wish he would die
you’ll never touch him again so get what you can
leaving him empty just because he’s a man
so good when it ends, they’ll never be friends
one more night, that’s all they can spend

one more night, that was a good one
one more night, i dreamed it was a good one
one more, one more night, that was a good one
one more night, the end should be a good one
a good one

Batteries remplaçables dans les nouveaux iPods?

C’est une possibilité, si on se fit à cet article :

In related news, reliable sources say fifth-generation iPods could also see major advancements in battery technology. Specifically, Apple is said to be developing an iPod that supports user-replaceable batteries, which the company would market in the price range of $49 to $69. Such a move would also help lower iPod prices and present Apple with an opportunity to generate additional higher-margin battery sales.