I disapeared and now I'm back. it's my work's fault, Emmanuelle Béart's fault and my unorganization's fault.
The floods woke me up and I thought you should know about this apocalyptic weekend we've just been through. Besides the deads, the flooded apartments and the electricity breakdowns, I had of the nicest weekend ever. Stuck at home, doomed to watch movies and eat cookies.
Meanwhile the world outside looked like that:
... this was friday.
and it kept raining the whole weekend. On saturday, streets were empty, cars were abandonned in the streets, the rats and cockroaches back in their warm holes.
