lessons of the day/the week

Had a tough week, full of stuff. In an (ordered) row:
- Monday: work, work, and then art (exhibs, of course, @ Jeu de Paume), then, fun of course, the best part of the week (the monday rehearsal @ the orchestra, then the after-drink orchestra, then the Tom-and-Jerry play)
- Tuesday: boring day spent @ uni, plus revival of the past. Well, past affair. Did not do the recycling of the past affair. I'm a grown up mouse; good thing
- Wednesday: horrible day. Finance finance. I definitely need a gentle engineer (a gentleman) that will explain me in a glam', warmer way maths...
- Thursday: univ + work. All day spent with unions shouts stuck in my back/ears. The parents leave home back to their place and leave my stuff in a mess. My parents are lovely, aren't they. No comments
- Friday. Work. Hectic and concentrated day of work. Then, got a big surprise in the end. Not linked with the former affair that was with me that evening, accompanying me. The suprise = an esthetic shock, the kinda one I had been looking for such a long time; that I hadn't had since the Sam Durant thing (go to petitesouris.blogspot.com, my post on Sam Durant). Came along with hip hop. Yep, hip hop can trigger positive esthetic shocks.
To be continued next time, after getting some rest (need it).