As my birthday has passed and I have said my goodbye's to a few good friends I have had the strange and uncomforable realization setting in that my time here is almost over. Saturday I went over to Madz around 3:00 to go to La Part-Dieu, which is a large shopping mall. We went to go to CarreFour which is the European answer to Wal-Mart. I had to get some toiletries for the last month here and we purchased some things to have dinner as well. We had an old classic revisited with some salmon rubbed with a basque sauce and sauteed corn with mache, bell pepper, and garlic finished with some cream to hold it together. We served it up with Wasabi mashed taters and some green salad. It was lovely accompanied with several glasses of Martini Bianco.
En suite we went to Scottish Jenny's ( although she is originally Irish ) birthday party. She is a lovely girl, very spirited, intelligent, and always a joy to be around. While I do not know her as well as some I find her to be a young lady who works hard, and plays hard. She is recently 21 and a student in the Arts and Theatre. She is one of the few that I think actually wants to do the real deal on stage and is not interested in becoming a screen actor. She is also my roller buddy and I love doing the Generation Roller with her. For all of those who are nosy about my personal affairs, I have asked her out before. She had plans and so I took it as a hint and decided to leave it as friends. Last night we went to her place for a trash bag party. Everyone was given a trash bag and instructed to make a garment from it. Although it sounds a little strange it was actually a great idea and there were some impromptu skirts, shirts, and even boots. I had a little bit too drink and I was in happy mood all night long. Then we headed to an Irish bar by the name of Johnny Walsh's which if you are an anglophone and have lived or spent any amount of time in Lyon you probably have taken down a pint or two there. Since it was my birthday a few days earlier I thought a birthday shot would be nice. Jenny was up for it and I had noticed that she was also paying me special attention, I was smitten. I accompanied her to the next venue and she even gave me a little smooch, nothing major but I felt a rush none-the-less, she is a girl who not only exists but truly lives and is surrounded by some great friends. So, next we headed to a small bar/dance joint and I had my way on the dance floor for about 25 minutes or so. I would liked to have given her a real kiss, but I thought she was a little drunk and I am not that kind of guy. So, eventually she got involved with her friends and I tucked out to Madz to sleep off my buzz. I am happy to say that she is coming over for dinner tomorrow night and I will let you know if I have tea or coffee and explain the significance of that as well. I will be looking for a nice night with friends and if anything passes then I will be pleasantly surprised.
Today I woke up at around 10:30 and Alex, Madz, and I went to the market on the Soane to get some dinner items. We had a late lunch/early dinner after our morning Golden Grahams. So, we had one of the spit roasted chickens as the protein. Some nice shrooms and onions with a little soy sauce saute that was yummy! Also a big green salad with lots of fresh veggies and my orgasmic balsalmic dressing to top it off. I also got a nice piece of fresh chevre, damn I am going to miss the cheese. Although Jenny gave me a cut of great Scottish cheddar last night that made my mouth water while thinking about it now. Dessert was a great fruit salad prepared by the lovely Alexandra. It had watermelon, cantaloupe, peaches, cherries, orange juice, lemon juice, pear juice, a little bit of sugar to cut the sour. That was even better when we finished off 2 hours later. We did mange a little bit of crepes with nutella, maple syrup, and lemon and sugar later. You have to take a day off every now and again, and this was a decadent day of eating and hanging out one last final time before Madz moves out tomorrow. Maybe if I believe hard enough then it all will not end, right Peter Pan?
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