Friday I'm in Love

Vendredi -- je ne sais jamais quoi faire avec elle. Voici le Cure:

Post (-it®) Zero

Hi.

How are you?

Ça-va?

I'll do a lot of this eventually.

But tonight I am tired because life has been rough and people have been harsh and I've walked much, much too far alone.

(Rodgers & Hammerstein didn't get me -- should have been "You'll Always Walk Alone" -- alas . . . )

Thus, your treat for tuning in to this lil' post is paltry -- though I find it amusing: a doodle found in a book of my lyrics.

(As I noted on Twitter for #tbt: probably created at some job I didn't like. Year unknown. Artist: moi.)

Cheers,

~G