Alors je suis un sanstravail

Cela fait un bon moment que  j'ai abandonne classer les notes.  Trop bete pour un poete egare... Trop sage pour quelqu'un qui voulait calmer son ame dechire. Eh bien? "Vous-etes pratiquement guerit", - dit ma consience, - "C'est bien le temps pour recommencer la vie!" dit la raison.  Alors a partir de ce moment je recommence. Quanre, trois, deux, un, PARTI! Ouf!, La tete me tourne. Trop d'...

Whisky

...drink a learned professor would choose-  and I wanted to be thought serious. My friend Stephen- who is a learned professor- drank a lot of Pernod.  He's a francophile. Pernod also connects you to that whole poete maudit thing. Sort of.  I say "sort of" because Pernod is a sissified version of absinthe. It's had the stuff that makes you mad taken out. And that's rather the point of la sorciere ...

As tired as I am of living for myself, I'm not sure if there's any other way. Perhaps I really am a poete maudit. Either way I'm kind of lonesome, and I don't think I'm really that hard to figure out. Perhaps it's hard luck.