My Day Off

Last Wednesday I had a day off work, which was quite strange in the middle of the week. Initially I was just going to get some stuff sorted, but a lot of random fun things happened in the end. The day started with me getting my hair done, doing some shopping, quite normal
stuff really.

In the evening all my housemates were going out to see the Rocky Horror stageshow in Brighton, and I did not have a ticket. So I was getting quite bored staying in all by myself, so went online andstarted talking to this guy I was meant to go on a date with about 6 months ago. But for some reason we kept rescheduling and the date never happened, and Icouldn't actually remember why it never did. Anyway, I was complaining about me being so incredibly bored to him and so we arranged to have our very belated first date last night.

At about 9 pm I made my way past Palmeira Square to meet him at a place in Hove. We had a drink and things were going really well, so we decided to buy some wine and go back to his house. Him being Greek/Italian did initially put up quite a language barrier, but two bottles of Pinot Noir later it didn't seem to matter.

One thing led to another, as you can imagine, and it all started out quite normal. However, half an hour in he started kissing me all over, which was kinda hot in my drunken state, but the kissing soon turned into actual licking. So there I was with this guy in Hove getting licked, literally all over my body, it was so gross! I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but as usual I didn't do or say anything, just to avoid an awkward (or more awkward) situation.

Thankfully, it all ended around midnight, and just afterwards my phone rang and it was one of my work colleagues who was out on a binge drinking mission. As we both speak Swedish I could quite crudely discuss what had just happened without the guy knowing anything about it. She managed to convince me that I should totally come out and have some tequila shots. So I made the excuse 'yeah this was nice, I have to go, because I have to get up for work', and then stumbled out of his building, jumped on a bus and met my friends in South Laines for enough jaegermeister and tequila to forget the fact that I was still covered in a man's saliva.

The pretty young man

This is a brief story about a boy who recently entered my group of friends. This poor young man is very pretty, I mean really pretty, and he appeared a few weeks ago when he temporarily moved into my friend's house. The pretty young man shared a bedroom with my friend's housemate in a student house on Lewes Road. All was well for the pretty young man, until his attractiveness started becoming more apparent to the Brighton gay population.

Last weekend, the pretty young man ended up in some compromising positions to say the least! He had to experience two in one night. The first involved a notorious sex addict who we all kinda know. The pretty young man ended up in his lair, being young and naive he nearly fell victim to Mr. Notorious Sex Addict's dirty claws. They both ended up in the same bedroom, but as the pretty young man turned away for a few minutes to answer a phone call Mr. Notorious Sex Addict had presumed something was going to happen. When the pretty young man reappeared in the room he was faced with a completely naked Mr. Notorious Sex Addict with a fully erect penis. Needless to say, poor little naive pretty man was shaken and stirred.

He managed to escape the lair, and returned home looking forward to a relaxing time in bed. However, when he came back to the room he was sharing with my friend's hippie housemate he was forced to share a bed with him. The pretty young man was thus, again, in a very compromising position. He ended up being spooned by the hippie, both wide awake for five hours before the pretty young man decided to 'pretend to wake up' and leave. The pretty young man moved out that same day and is currently residing in his own little bedsit in Kemptown where is prettiness is sealed away from notorious sex addicts and horny hippies. Poor pretty young man.

Some French Incest

I should have posted this video ages ago, as it has been the one of the few crazes amongst my group of friends. Equally disturbing as it is fabulous

for some reason it doesn't work to embed, so here's the link

Dirty talk by teacher

So it's been a while since I've written anything about the artist and how that progressed. Well, in a nutshell, it didn't. He moved away, and I keep seeing him randomly, but it's probably better for my own sanity if I leave it at the 'dating' stage until monogamy or relationship is officially established, which was also advised by my supervisor at work (amex is lovely sometimes). With this in mind, I am starting dating again. This randomly led me to the teacher.

He's a really boring guy, quite average looking, works as a teacher, has a flat and a car, and he fancies me loads - perfect! No mess, no fuss, just simple and easy. I predict I'll get bored of him within a week, but it's still a nice pass time. The thing about him is that he is quite crude. I'm not going into detail, but when he realises that he wants something late at night he doesn't hesitate to tell me, and it usually involves some sort of oral sex. It could be kinda sexy but kinda weird, as I don't know him that well! He does say loads of nice things as well, and I have to admit that I am a sucker for compliments - sometimes it's just nice to hear a guy say nice things (although his grammar is appalling for a teacher!).

I got tomorrow off work so am really looking forward to a weekend of fantastic and dramatic fun. Based on some gossip my friend just told me, I think tomorrow will bring a very fun and socially stressful night out in the cowley club, god help me!

A little update

Oh god, oh god, oh god.

The past week has seen the arrivals of students again, and it's so strange that I'm not going back to uni! Seeing them being driven down Lewes Road by their parents in an overly packed car just makes me feel very very old. No such excitement for me anymore. But at the same time I don't have to deal with living in halls and being new in Brighton.

My life is going ok at the moment, work, sleep, play. Nothing very much exciting happens these days. I may have to continue my dating spree in order to just have something to write about, how sad is that!?

Kettering Express

Today was the first day of my new job at Amex. It was ok, it was the standard first day training thing, but I am really looking forward to actually start.

Ironically, I was a victim of identity fraud last week, and it was on my own Amex card that someone in Kettering had charged £200 in a Travel Agent's in Kettering! How annoying! I mean, why steal from poor people, increasing my non existing assets is just really mean! So when I had to sit through a power point presentation about credit card fraud today I knew exactly what it's like.

I heart summer

Summer is nice sometimes. I have been living in Brighton for three years now, and the other day was the second time I've ever visited the Sussex countryside. I do like the country, but there's something about entering a little village pub full of scary heterosexual white people who gasps and stares as soon as you step out of the car. Still, we found a lovely field of sunflowers that went on for miles. Well, the sunflowers were all dying, but it was still a lovely little sanctuary of yellow death.

Also, this summer, was the first ever Pride I have ever been to! I had a really nice time, despite the weather, and it did exceed my expectations with all the randomness that was involved. I will not torture you about my proud antics as it was quite epic and could probably be turned into a novel, let's just say it involved things that should never have happened, things that should definitely happen again and things that are just a bit too blurry to actually remember.

It has been nice, although not so nice financially to just work casually. In a way I can't wait to start full time next month, if only to have some disposable income. I miss being a student, I had so much more money then! I've clearly started thinking about prolonging my entering into real world by doing a masters next year...perhaps.