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
Hey Fellas, have you heard the news? Guess who’s back in town! Nice cotton shirt, beautiful Leather moccasins and better game, but still the same bellend. Wasn’t sure that my mother would have recognised me at the airport terminal, but as soon as she smelt the whiskey and the black eyes, she soon understood it … More Back in vice city
The 13th of July 2015. Twenty-one years ago I was thrown out of my mother’s vagina and who knew I was going to set the world on fire? As a toddler, no one would ever know I was on the verge to be such a hellraiser; though, the best of me probably ended up on … More Eve of a revolution
London is an expensive place. I don’t know how it became quite so bad, I don’t know if it’s evil capitalism or hypocrite socialism that is responsible for the shitstorm going on with rent prices, but sadly most of the plebs like myself living in London have had to experience flatshare. I was a fresher … More My worst flatshare experience to date
Does the title sound weird already? I am all about the weird stuff in life and by the name of my blog, you’ll already be aware on how much of a tosser I am. In my life I have dated several American girls, from crazy Californians to NYC ladies, passing by mental Massachusetts and of … More Why do I love american ladies so much ?