I stayed home from work yesterday to take care of Bout d'Chou, who seems to have caught some kind of stomach bug.

We thought he was better this morning, but Raiontzukai called me seconds after I had set foot into my cubicle - litterally; I had not even sat down yet - to tell me symptoms had resurfaced.

As I unlocked my bike from the employee bike rack to go back home, this man, who was locking his own bike on the same rack, looked at me and said: I like your work hours.

There is a "Superhero Event" going on in a nearby building. I don't know what it's about, and I only heard about it because I happened to pass that specific building on my way to the pharmacy just now, and saw this guy (or, I guess, a person I assumed was male) wearing a Spiderman costume standing outisde the building and giving high-fives to everyone.

And then, I saw three grown men approach Spiderman and ask to take a picture with him.

Clearly, childhood fantasies die hard.

Oh, and before I forget, today I ran my goal 10K in 48:54 minutes. I was the 47th woman to finish, 8th in my age category.

If you're not sure: yes, I do rock.

Quand le cerveau et la langue fourchent en même temps -

Raiontzukai : Je vais mettre du piment dans ton soirée.