Floridaaaaaa!

I can't really relate all the things we did in Florida. Bits and pieces will have to do.

- Oh we hang out, eat fruit.
- Ooold people...
- Every great deal needs a giant gorilla.
- That's what she said.
- *That* was a sexy pose?
- Sweet tomatoes!!!!
- What turns you on in someone?
- Lotion time.
- You've got it made, dude, having the girls peddle!
- Question mark?
- Wet 'n Wild
- I'm gonna scream.
- I'm an alien, you're an alien...
- Ribs and boobs.
- Bikini check!
- We're twins. Only, she's tall.

Yes, that kinda says it all.
Good times.

Downtown Chicago in a nutshell (or at least my past couple of days).

Amazing view, everywhere you look. The city is still crazy. So is Randy. In a good way, both of them.
Free concerts in Millennium Park all summer. Better be there!
Russian tea is cute, thanks Hilary!
A cruise on the lake, with free dinner and fireworks, plus a party on the water. Decadent for sure.
(Note: no matter how fancy some girls dress up, they still act slutty once the music's on and the drinks are being poured)

Gotta jet! Chicago's calling.

Get what you want and stay

Tonight I got a taste of the Chicago life.

The city offers a good chicken curry salad.
And the most a-ma-zing jazz quartet. Vintage jazz played by genuine artists.

Tonight I rediscovered I-House.

I-House offers an exquisite choice of free ice cream (they even have moose tracks, my favorite kind here!) and 'accessories', being bananas, peanut sirup, chocolate sauce, chocolate chunks, whipped cream, cherries, all kinds of cookies. And brownies for desserts.
And the most amazing friends who can play the guitar, who you make nice plans with and most importantly, who are there for you when you're having a hard time. There are guys who get what they want and leave, but also people who get what they want and stay.

From now on things should only get better: some downtown concerts, Russian tea, a cruise on Lake Michigan, the department BBQ, a trip to ann Arbor. And that's only this week. Next week: Florida!

Life is a game I'm gonna be good at from now on.

That's what she said.

March 23, 2008. Skip 14 months, in which you have a more active social life than ever, do more bar all-nighters than you can cope with and write a 270-page book that doesn't satisfy you the way you'd hoped but seems good enough to serve its purpose; hop on an 8-hour flight to Chicago and realize nothing has changed at all. Which is not a bad thing.

To be fair, the snow is gone. Chicago is nice in the summer indeed. As for the many concerts and festivals: yet to be discovered, but they sure will be. But the people and me, we haven't changed. Not a single bit. Same stories, to be continued. Same drama, some mistakes, same "OMG, is she *still* here?", same fun, same places. Just as I expected.

Chicago.
I loved it when it was freezing.
I love it even more when it's hot.

That's what she said.