Has turned? Or maybe it’s just a special case, but
tonight I thought that business in the bar was really good…and Nanou
(the owner) paid us each (me, Joss and George the whining, pissing on
bars Irish) 40euros! How cool! That’s roughly ï¿½26.66 which is still
only ï¿½4.44 an hour (about the same as Marlini(!)) but still it’s better
than a poke in the eye with George’s pistol…
Joss was first to point out, and now I see what he means, that the
atmosphere in Grenoble seems to have changed a little from how it was.
The people seem less likely to let themselves totally go and really
have hardcore nights out. Maybe it’s a mixture of exams and ‘focus’
beaten into them by their parents when they went home for Christmas. Or
maybe it’s because I haven’t drunk anything for 4 days and the alcohol
void has created a depression of despotic proportions….poetry.
Oh yeah and it looks like there’s a rival DJ in town…Meghan the
westside ryder seems to think she’s going to be able to beat me in a
soundclash – HAHAHAHA. We’ll see….