Brunch!

Brunch today! The Club's President is coming....it has to be perfect as you never have a second chance to make a good impression. As usual, cooked too much. Good thing ex-OOD is coming tonight.....dinner is already made.

V. got to deal with C.'s comments. Poor guy, though amazed he did not thump him to make him shut up. That action is looming soon, I can feel it. Need not to worry, I will be there with my camera when it will happen.

The President took its time to arrive. But he did manage to find the flat.......eventually........after first going to the wrong address.....honestly if he cannot get the right address from starters......what next?

Bird-brain got a date today, no news yet about it.....V. got a telephone number given to him at a "terrasse". Jee..that never happens to me and suddenly feeling left out. Have to find someone..someone....fruitcake!!! he might do......he surely wants to go out with me, but is too shy to ask me out...yes!!!! Will enquire about it once home.

 

I am home.......and I did tell fruitcake that he is gagging to sleep with me but he is just toooo shy to say so. But I will have to turn him down as we are friends. Friends and sex do not match after all.....I had to leave him in the kitchen before he could say a word, I could see the sadness in his look........ 

 

OK have to prepare my suitcase for my Iti trip......... 

Sloth a sin or bliss?

nothing today......woke up late after our entrance at 7.00 am from a parisian institution. So just got to be outside having breakfast trying not to wake up Jon. Then came U. and his mate from London ( Was it bring your mate from London Sunday, or did I miss something?). Anyway the new mate, Andy, was a very quiet beef head. To be honest I was surprised about his body shape...felt as if he did have silicon implants instead of pecs. But hey who am I to comment on such things?

But as swimming pétasses have that fishy instinct of being cluttered in a school, as expected we somehow managed to find ourselves in Paris and spend the rest of the day together........One thing I can say, is that if you want to be seen by the "bandes de morues" and other semi wannabe-hotties in the marais, make sure you are in a group of at least 6 souls.......attention guaranted.