Saturday, June 17, 2006

a note

Oh. My. God.

Loco – in bed – aaaaaaamazing.

That's all

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

A first date

Me and Loco had a date :)

And it we
nt very well! I wasn't even meant to be around this weekend. I had a weekend away planned with some friends on the Costa Brava but as fate would have it on Friday night I started feeling pretty shitty, so popped a couple of ibuprofens and was in bed by 9.

Just as I am going to sleep I get a peculiar txt from Garrulo Then I get a bizarre phonecall from Garrulo asking me to go away with him for the weekend..(after interrogating me about the text message I accidentally sent him the other day)

I tell him that

a) I feel
ill
) I already have plans


Yet he still persists and says that he wants to go away with me for the weekend to sort things out and spend some time with me etc etc and so I tell him that if, when I have to get up, at 7am, I still feel ill and am not up to the moutain biking weekend I will call him and we can do something relaxing.


Fast forward to 7am, I feel like s
hit and decide mountain biking is not for me but that I will call Garrulo and see what happens (I don't call him at 7, I wait a while) but lo and behold is phone is switched off, so I send him a text. I then go back to sleep for the rest of the day.

Surprise, surprise I hear nothing, nada, zip from garrulo (fucker) and so when I get a text from Loco asking if I fancied going out for a drink, I decided that I would go (despite being on my death bed). Dates don't come round every day in these parts.


Well, we went and sampled some mojitos in some of Barcelona's finest mojito bars, there was a some flirting and after having sampled several mojitos in several bars, there was a first kiss. And a very nice first kiss it was too, so nice in fact that it lasted 2 days. No sex mind. Just kissing. and talking. and more kissing.
I think cupid's arrow may have struck!

PS. I still haven't heard from Garrulo

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Where the men are at

So after the whole Worm fiasco, last night I went to see the Chili Peppers and I got to the front row!!

I can't say that I am really a Chili Peppers fan but I thought I would go to see what all the fuss was about and I'll tell you one thing - Now I know where all Barcelona's fit men are! Well I don't - where do they hide when there is no chili peppers concert?? All I know is that fit men in Barcelona exist, which is an important discovery I'm sure you'll agree.

So the concert was good - very hot- and when I came out I could literally wring out my t-shirt. Lurvely. And for all the fit men that there were I didn't even get a number :(

Ah well.