I was kind of horny and wanted some action, especially after having bought us a nice room and all but then Agnes started getting all weird and distant.
But then when we finally got up to our room in the Tower Hotel, things got a little better, at least for a while.
And when she wasn’t talking on her cell phone, Agnes was looking in her goddam purse, like TEN OR TWENTY TIMES A DAY!!! And she was talking to it, like in a weird quiet little kid voice - in FUCKING FRENCH OF COURSE! It was kind of weirding me out.
When she wasn’t looking I grabbed Agnes’s cel phone so I could take a picture of it. I mean, is this a total antique or what? WHAT A PIECE OF SHIT!
Oh yeah! I kept noticing how Agnes was ON HER FUCKING CELL PHONE, like ALL THE TIME! It was really starting to bug me.
Since Agnes was being weird about the kind of places where we were staying, I decided to go all out and get us a room in this way cool tower which was in a town called Perros-Guirec. It also had another dead boat sitting on the ground next to it.
More pissed off Agnes. It was getting kind of old. And speaking of old, I was beginning to feel like maybe Agnes was a little older than I thought. I mean, I was pretty sure she said she was like 20 or 21, but I was beginning to think she was maybe 30 or ever 35! I mean, how can you trust someone who’s all DECEPTIVE AND STUFF! It’s kind of bad vibes, especially since I was mostly paying for everything and all.