Hacking at a café

[pphaneuf]

I feel like putting on nice clothes that make me look cool and hip, and go to a café with a terrasse that's in the shadow of some trees, overlooking a square, preferably somewhere in Europe, with a small PowerBook and a big pair of headphones, listening to music and hacking while sipping a bowl of latté.

Instead, I will be cleaning my Pointe-St-Charles apartment in my underwear...