Desperate times call for desperate measures - Shameless Hussy Hotel open for business
Have FINALLY found a place to live.. it's not the height of luxury that I aspire to but it will do for now. It was more a case of desperation after looking at so many apartments I just got tired of it and took the one I mentioned earlier.
Anyway the flat itself is cool I guess, the guy who rents the room is an architect who I will call Head Chicken and has loads of parties and dinner parties and seems very easy going so that's good. His girlfriend also lives there which he failed to mention when I first saw the room.
My room is ok bar all the objections in my previous post. HC is having it decorated this weekend in any colours I want, however I want.. any suggestions?? But he's cool with people coming to visit so The Hotel is up and running from this weekend onwards.
Am planning to get the Ikea loft bed for my room and then hang a hammock underneath. I definitely think hammocks are the way forward.
I went out for dinner at the weekend and tried the local speciality Calçots..these are basically giant spring onions grilled on a barbecue, you then peel off the crispy skin (with your hands, it gets messy and you need a bib)and dip them in a special sauce made of almonds, tomatoes and some other stuff and eat them.. a bit strange but they were quite tasty.
My nocturnal activities have been somewhat limited this week as I have an eye infection and a nasty swollen eye so being the vain girl that I am I have avoided going out in public when possible
I am becoming less enamoured with the cats at work since they started having multiple cat orgys on the terrace.. very disturbing.. especially when they are all supposed to have been done, if you know what I mean!!
Anyway best do some work.. am home on Saturday until early Tuesday morning..
THE UNEDITED STUFF
Isn't this great.. all the stuff no one knows heh heh
So in my last post I mentioned I was going to visit some family members for the weekend..
Well off I went to San Cugatt to see my cousin who I haven't seen in maybe 10 years. I was a little aprehensive as I remembered her as the annoying cousin from hell, a straight laced plain child with thick glasses, who instead of being a typical child wanting to participate in cherry door knocking and the like, wanted to play vocabulary games, she would also take offence at the slightest thing and was really quite a pain in the arse when we were kids.
Fast forward 10 years... My cousin appears a bit like Sandra Dee with her blond perm, contact lenses and black leather jacket and ABSOLUTE DICKHEAD of a boyfriend on her arm. She tells me she loves partying and dancing, she's addicted to shopping and has a wardrobe full of clothes.
Anyway she takes me out that night to Sabadell where there are loads of bars and clubs! It's great! The only downer is that Rat Steinberger (her bf- I renamed him) wants to go home at 3am.. My cousin and I havent seen each other in 10 years and he just wants to spoil the fun..
We finally persuaded him to stay out until 4 although he did throw a tantrum wanting to get me arrested for not having my passport on me etc .. Bloody Catalans.
Anyway I ended up meeting a guy that night... a very cute guy who lived in a neighbouring town and accompanied me back to Bcn the next day. We went for coffee and had a chat and although I really fancied him he didn't even try to kiss me...
This happened again the next weekend... We went for lunch, walked around the city and yet nothing..I found it very strange.. he sent me messages indicating that he liked me and wanted to be with me yet didnt even try to hold my hand.. in the end I had to take things into my own hands and I couldn't help but kiss him...(and take him home.. I really have become very naughty recently)
I knew from our chats that he really wasn't my type and our ideas were completely opposite but I don't know.. he was very sweet and so hot! I was to (sort of) regret this in the weeks and months to come..
On the other side of the story
Argentina: Hmm. Well we continued our little fling until one day I went out with some people I'd met through work.. we'd got into a little habit of when i came home i would go and sleep in his bed.. so I got home.. trotted into his room.. turned on the light.. and there is a naked girl wrapped around him.. BASTARD! The next day he was moving out.. he said the girl stayed as she was helping him move.. how convenient. I was very cross especially as he thought that he could carry on with me while behaving like that.. er newsflash.. no.
Well I am less angry now and we have seen each other a few times although he keeps trying to kiss me.. I tell him no but it may take a while for that to sink in
Anyway the flat itself is cool I guess, the guy who rents the room is an architect who I will call Head Chicken and has loads of parties and dinner parties and seems very easy going so that's good. His girlfriend also lives there which he failed to mention when I first saw the room.
My room is ok bar all the objections in my previous post. HC is having it decorated this weekend in any colours I want, however I want.. any suggestions?? But he's cool with people coming to visit so The Hotel is up and running from this weekend onwards.
Am planning to get the Ikea loft bed for my room and then hang a hammock underneath. I definitely think hammocks are the way forward.
I went out for dinner at the weekend and tried the local speciality Calçots..these are basically giant spring onions grilled on a barbecue, you then peel off the crispy skin (with your hands, it gets messy and you need a bib)and dip them in a special sauce made of almonds, tomatoes and some other stuff and eat them.. a bit strange but they were quite tasty.
My nocturnal activities have been somewhat limited this week as I have an eye infection and a nasty swollen eye so being the vain girl that I am I have avoided going out in public when possible
I am becoming less enamoured with the cats at work since they started having multiple cat orgys on the terrace.. very disturbing.. especially when they are all supposed to have been done, if you know what I mean!!
Anyway best do some work.. am home on Saturday until early Tuesday morning..
THE UNEDITED STUFF
Isn't this great.. all the stuff no one knows heh heh
So in my last post I mentioned I was going to visit some family members for the weekend..
Well off I went to San Cugatt to see my cousin who I haven't seen in maybe 10 years. I was a little aprehensive as I remembered her as the annoying cousin from hell, a straight laced plain child with thick glasses, who instead of being a typical child wanting to participate in cherry door knocking and the like, wanted to play vocabulary games, she would also take offence at the slightest thing and was really quite a pain in the arse when we were kids.
Fast forward 10 years... My cousin appears a bit like Sandra Dee with her blond perm, contact lenses and black leather jacket and ABSOLUTE DICKHEAD of a boyfriend on her arm. She tells me she loves partying and dancing, she's addicted to shopping and has a wardrobe full of clothes.
Anyway she takes me out that night to Sabadell where there are loads of bars and clubs! It's great! The only downer is that Rat Steinberger (her bf- I renamed him) wants to go home at 3am.. My cousin and I havent seen each other in 10 years and he just wants to spoil the fun..
We finally persuaded him to stay out until 4 although he did throw a tantrum wanting to get me arrested for not having my passport on me etc .. Bloody Catalans.
Anyway I ended up meeting a guy that night... a very cute guy who lived in a neighbouring town and accompanied me back to Bcn the next day. We went for coffee and had a chat and although I really fancied him he didn't even try to kiss me...
This happened again the next weekend... We went for lunch, walked around the city and yet nothing..I found it very strange.. he sent me messages indicating that he liked me and wanted to be with me yet didnt even try to hold my hand.. in the end I had to take things into my own hands and I couldn't help but kiss him...(and take him home.. I really have become very naughty recently)
I knew from our chats that he really wasn't my type and our ideas were completely opposite but I don't know.. he was very sweet and so hot! I was to (sort of) regret this in the weeks and months to come..
On the other side of the story
Argentina: Hmm. Well we continued our little fling until one day I went out with some people I'd met through work.. we'd got into a little habit of when i came home i would go and sleep in his bed.. so I got home.. trotted into his room.. turned on the light.. and there is a naked girl wrapped around him.. BASTARD! The next day he was moving out.. he said the girl stayed as she was helping him move.. how convenient. I was very cross especially as he thought that he could carry on with me while behaving like that.. er newsflash.. no.
Well I am less angry now and we have seen each other a few times although he keeps trying to kiss me.. I tell him no but it may take a while for that to sink in
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