Pancake Thursday, quoi?

Yeah, so I missed Chandeleur on Saturday and then I missed Pancake Tuesday, so I decided I'd make my own little hoLEAHday(get it??) called Pancake Thursday. Yeee-uh! Ok, in reality, I just wanted pancakes and all the shenanigans with Chandeleur and PT just reminded me of it. I had pancakes TWICE(since I made a whole batch) in the same day, but it was worth it! I poured on the yummy (fake) maple syrup that's been casually chilling in my cupboard for eons now and ate those puppies up! Miam freakin miam.

In other news, WW4(WW3 happened a bit back, but I just didn't post about it) has officially come to an end. R#1 came to her senses and said she understood where I was coming from and that she will make an effort to not do the horizontal tango so loudly(ok, so that miiiiiight be a rough translation, but still) and she actually moved her bed so it's not right against my wall. You can insert a big ol' sigh of relief here. Though I complain about all the things I find annoying that the roomdawgs do, I can deal with most of them(as long as I can secretly complain here), but that was just not acceptable. Regardless of our newly signed treaty of Effing, I am glad to have a break from the roomies this weekend. It's always nice to have the apartment to yourself where you can sing loudly and dance around by yourself in your room, I mean, relax in the silence. Plans for this weekend include a football match at the Stade Rennais and a possible American Party take 3. Besides that, I am on the search for the veste/manteau of my reves that I am convinced is out there somewhere waiting to be bought at say...1 euro? Ok, not thaaaaat cheap, but a reasonable price. If not, I gots my oeil on a cute light spring jacket at H&M that's not too cher. Eh oui, things are looking up!