i'm laughing out loud as I type this...

to the person who reached my blog using the search string:

"men's gold non-adjustable toe rings size 7"

all I can say is... good luck with that!


-blog logs... ever amusing at times

thing i love about my new job...

- having gotten a lot closer to mastering the very complex financial side of my projects (thus quelling ever so slightly my fobia of maths)
- sitting next to the window
- having sun on my face and a nice breeze flowing in the studio every morning
- free fruit on Monday and Bagels every Friday
- a fun team
- my new laptop
- summer flex hours


Things about my life that don't surprise me...

- that i'm moving again! yes, again... the landlady has decided she wants her flat back... so I've got to move again in July
- that i lost my favorite silk scarf at dinner last night
- that our neighbours decided to try and hang us for the crime of committing heinous amounts of noise on Wednesday night... and leaving a nasty note on the front door threatening us... even though we were both home and asleep by 11pm (on the said night) and were also awoken by screaming and loud music in the middle of the night... nice for them to be so bloody assuming... The entire time we've lived there we've been little angels! Just wait till the landlady moves back in... apparently she was quite a terror... they'll be wishing us back in no time!
- that i spent last night mostly having anxiety dreams about having forgotten to buy a dress for Noeleen's wedding... and having not shaved my legs.

Things to look forward to this weekend
- sun
- fun
- drinks at the westbourne with the girlies
- not going to work on Monday

Thing to look forward to for next weekend- possibly seeing siobhan and ze boi
- possibly getting out of london

again...

I am left with no resolve but to conclude that I attract the wierdos of this world...

Sunday night I met up with Andrea and Danny who drove down to catch up with me after my very short jaunt to bcn this weekend. We were at the pub called the Champion just right around the corner from my house... while andrea and Danny were waiting to be served, I walked over to an empty table and sat down. As I sat I was accosted by this bloke whom was sat at that bar... He approached me and asked me my name... then proceeded to tell me that I had very lovely eyes... and then swiftly after that asked me if he could 'pinch my bottom'! WTF! I politely declined and instructed him to leave me be as I was not at the pub looking to be chatted up or groped, I was there to chat to my friends... Luckily Andrea and Danny arrived at the table at that moment and he retreated... We watched him as he continued his brash cruising techniques soliciting various other unsuspecting ladies as they passed by him. Approximately 20 mins later he re-approached our table and attempted to join our conversation by introducing himself and declaring to Andrea and Danny that he though I was lovely and then AGAIN asked if he could pinch my bottom! I mean like hello!?!?! did he really think that my friends would encourage and approve? *shakes head* Luckily when he was swooping in for a third attempt, the bar staff interjected and instructed him to leave us alone...

Barcelona on Saturday was lovely and sunny... it was the day of saint George... the tradition is for all ladies to receive flowers and men to receive books. Just one of the little things that makes me love Spain... they have such a marked respect for tradition and such a strong sense of 'family'... I can't think of a single celebration in Canada or the UK which would even come close... it was nice to see so many people out and about... all the pretty flowers and all the hundreds of book stalls set up around the city.