Ma vie en l'air

Ma vie en l'air. It means love is in the air, apparently. ..But don't get excited. Love is not in the air. It's just the song I'm listening to at the moment. It's from this really nice French movie by the same name about this guy who's afraid of flying, and the girl he loves who moves to Australia but he doesn't go after her because he's afraid to fly. It's very cute. And very French. And it has a guy by the name of Ludo in it. And that gives the movie 10 points right there because I love the name Ludo.

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I went gallavanting in the city yesterday with Kris and Sarah and Faiza and Pip and Nikki. It was very fun, as the city is. We ate Pancakes on the Rocks and rummaged through book shops and hobby shops before heading homeward at around 2pm. Because we decided that we had exhausted what the city had to offer by that time. Or maybe we were just tired ourselves.

I did get a few photos, though, before my camera decided that it's batteries were kaputt. But I turned my camera on once I got home and it said it had full battery. So, there you go. Technology lies. ...Or maybe Kinokuniya has an anti-camera device built into it's store which makes all camera batteries lie. Who knows. (I was trying to get a photo of these awesome Sandman bookends Kinokuniya had that my sister would have loved. But it was not to be.)

Just a couple of nice photos for you. None of me, of course, because I was the one holding the camera.