I’ve now been in the French Marines for 4 months and fuck me. I thought I would have dropped it within a day and yet I’m still here. I guess I’m not as clever as I thought I’d be and that opening doors with my fucking head could actually be a vocation for idiots … More A Wolf Among The Sheeps
I travel quite a lot, I’ve been with a few airlines, and I was disappointed by BA’s, so I thought I shall drop them a little note. From : Thom To : BA Customer relations service Subject : My unfortunate story, my rant, and my suggestions to improve. Howdy you poor person reading this, Ah, British … More The British Airways Complaint
This weekend has been an emotional blast. From Friday to Sunday, I fucked up big time. All the hopes I had put together to stick with Lily* and be a good date were thrown up into thin air, only to crash on the ground and allow remnants of ashes to lay. Friday had been a pussy … More with love from Russia
Summer days in London have something unique about them that other days in other towns I have visited don’t have. I don’t know if I could even describe it. They are breezy and sweet, everyone is chilled out, the parks are greener than springs the whole while the busy traffic plays its Honk Symphony as … More Ashes to Ashes.
You might think I am full of shit since I said I would never go back to the perfid albion (England.), and you’re dead right, I am. There wasn’t much hope in my success over this summer which I spend boozing and drowning my sorrows and hate for life in some random vaginas. But at … More Back in London
I have been working at the Belles Rives for about a month and a half now, maybe two months, but who cares?! I have been pushing the boundaries and have pissed off the whole of management here, including a recorded formal warming, but for some reason I still have not been sacked. This is madness … More Ill Gotten Goods Seldom Prosper
How sweet is it to wake up to the sounds of the birds ? You are probably picturing the Disney classic. Snow White opens up her cute eyes as the robins sing their serenade, the whole while the bright sun rises in the landscape. Right, my Saturday morning wasn’t quite like this. It all started … More Swaying in the rain