I never accept friendships on facebook from people I just don't know, never ever, but the face of this girl, M.d.W., looked familiar somehow (but, then again, so do half the faces I see walking down the street...to me, anyway ;) ), and she was recomended to me by a friend of mine from BMO, V. who left last year for Vancouver, so I figured that's where I know M. from (and it's most probably the case).
As I was browsing people's facebook photos earlier today, I saw her in this riding oufit riding a horse, and I really liked it, since I love horses, and then I was looking at where she lives, and it's this village called St.-L. ...
I don't have a clue where that is, probably not far, but then I remembered a few months ago, probably march-april, I had received several phone calls from 2 different numbers which I looked up, turned up they were calling from St.-L. ... everytime one of them said they called the wrong # as they heard my voice, then the other one never lef a message.
Si ça se trouve, they know each other, and M., and one day, if a movie is made out of my life (I just hope it won't go straight to dvd), and we get to see both sides of the same story, as usual in movies (don't you just love that? there's a french movie I looooooooooooved-loved about it, I don't remember the name, but it had Audrey Tautou and Samuel LeBihan-which I find cute, or I used to, as main characters), we'll see this St.-L. person plotting this evil scheme for me to go there and take up riding lessons (which I always wanted to do anyway!), become best friends with M. (who recently had an adorable little girl) and eventually move there or something like it...bring their little village a lot of sunshine, excitement, drama and soupers-taboo/scattergories/poker/monopoly...
So let's get to know M. a little better. And google St.-L.
How about that?
Voilà ma petite histoire du jour, G. I.m depressed..."Now my foolish boat is leaning..."
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