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2/23/2006
I was watching that stupid show Las Vegas, about a surveillance team charged with maintaining the security of the Montecito Casino, and I was wondering if it could really exist. I mean, not a surveillance team of a casino in Las Vegas, but a group of young beautiful guys and hot chicks working together. Seriously, except maybe the fashion world, you have few chance of having supermodels and babe-a-licious coworkers. It reminds me a conversation I had in high school with a girl I used to know, she was REALLY cute. So we were talking when she said something like : Guess what, I always choose my friend with regard to their external appearance and I want you to know you're one of them. I didn't know what to think about because she said I was kind of cute but that was all that matter. She explained as she was proud of her friends she could go anywhere with them and do anything. Yep, that's a point but not mine ! Anyway, talking about recollections, remember the perfume I won in that nightclub. I thought it smell like 'anesthesia' but didn't really know why. I finally figure it out, it's the perfume of the dentist that operate on for my wisdom tooth...
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