Angels sang there with mirth and glee

on some days i wake up early. you can hear only birds and crying babies. last night was poitrine fumé et oeufs frites à l'especiale. bacon grease and champagne. then watching some ivoirien videos françois o o o! françois vient de morir o! i don't know why we were celebrating or if we were celebrating at all for that matter. i had about 50 mL of champagne and a fried egg. then this guy asked me about his sandwich. i looked at him without saying anything. he said it has been eaten and then he walked away. then we had a conference about how i should go apologize to the guy. then the conference changed to how we should inform the guy that his sandwich did in fact still exist. the dentist said i have a cavity so it gets filled today. i saw a chinese in the dentist office.