The One They Don’t Tell You About Working Online. Bad Words Included. Shh.
I’m in an airport. Paris’ Orly airport, to be exact, and while I keep trying to write this post, I keep getting distracted by the giant baguette to my right – I can’t even finish a sentence without stopping to take a bite of this shit. It’s that good. A hoard of red-lipped French women look at me with disdain, probably calling me countless synonyms for the word “pig” in their heads, while I’m over here continually tempted to yank
Jul 19, 2011