Quite uninteresting but sometimes funny…

Last day at the office! Sun is out and its hot like hell! Niiiice!

Dear T was driving home yesterday so I got a ride in her car. While in Wandsworth (where else?) we see a man driving a fucking big “manly” car. He was smoking with his tatooed arm hanging out of the window and he wore a manly black T-shirt. But what made us laugh was that he was playing Mariah Carey’s “Hero” very, very loudly which made us both laugh and when the song ended and then started again we realised that he had it on repeat! We were by this point laughing so hard that he noticed that we were laughing at him. He then did an illegal turn and cut infront of us and drove three lanes down just to get away from us! Well, you might be entitled to your own taste in music, but Mariah Carey? “Hero”!?? So not ok!

When we got home I easily convinced T to take a pint by the river. Started talking with a guy who sat next to us, which was quite fun. He bought us quite a load of drinks and talked about his wife. Didnt stay late thou, but today I found out that he tried to get it on with T’s friend H who came by. Nice, cheater!

Aaaaanyway, had looong publunch with work mates and got £44 in cash as a present! I liked it very much, money is def what I need right now.

And now…only a couple of hours left, hurra!!!! Can honestly say, Im not sad at all. Im rather glad!

Wellwell, over and out!

P

Shiiiit! Might have screwed up an potential interview to a very good job…so typical me. Ah, well!

In other news, I got an reply to an email that I sent to a big idol of mine, Vesslan. I was quite flattered that he answered! (blushing like a schoolgirl!)

Btw, did anyone else used to fancy Sgt Gavin Troy from Midsomer Murders back in the day? I did, but now, watching the early seasons, I cant see why? Maybe cause the season Im watching now is from 1999 and bad hair was all around at the time, I dont know, but still. Did see a rather exciting episode yesterday thou, that had Orlando Bloom in it!! Yup back in -99 dear Orlando got murdered on prime time telly! And what kind of blogger would I be if I didnt have a picture, eh??

Look at that gold chain! What a beauty eh?? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Ah, bless! As Il would have said.

Cheerio!

P

So, at work and everyone seems to think that Im sad Im leaving and when I say that its fine they go “sure it is…” like they pity me or something and think that Im in denial. Im not in fucking denial! I have no object of leaving this office and Im actually looking forward to friday, so thats that!

In other rather uninteresting news, I have a bit of a writers block which is not good for me. But its haaaard. I just rather cuddle with kittens than write at the moment. Stewie have become even fatter during his stay at ours and cuddlier. Teaser is skinny and gay. I gave him a silvery bow the other day. One of those that has a sticker on it that you put on birthday presents. Anyway, he refuses to let Stewie play with it and growls loudly when Stewie comes close to it. He even carries with him wherever he goes. Im trying to convince AJ that his cat is gay, but he refuses to give in and keeps on saying “its just a phase, he’ll get over it!” Im not as convinced…my cat back in Sweden was totally gay. He even had a toy boy named Erik who used to sneak in to our flat and have sleepovers with our cat…I dont mind gay cats thou. Well, I dont mind gay people either I should mention.

My lovely cat Stewie is just a fat cuddly kitten! See!

Thats one hell of a manly cat! Compare that to this:

Not so manly eh? Ah, well…I think I have work to do…its hard to be truly bothered when you only have two and a half days left.

Cheerio

P

Have had my dear parents (on my dads side) here over the weekend which was niiiice! Had friday off and the monday was bank holiday so had a four days weekend! Didnt do much except touristy stuff (Bourough Market, Hyde Park, the Globe and so on) with them and of course going out to eat.Went out to lovely Hudsons on Friday and then Tootsies on Saturday. AJ could only come on Saturday and tried to pay for the meal, something that my dad of course refused to let him do.

I explained to AJ that the best thing with having parents visiting is that they buy you nice dinners, thats the whole point of it!! Apparently not in Mr Old fashioned’s world, where the MAN is supposed to pay for everything. 

After the parents had gone home, I did nothing, and halleluja that was nice! OH! Forgot to tell, was out on Thursday with IL and Jon (Leo came by for five minutes as well). We went to the pub in Bermonsey. Lovely, lovley place that serves Alpine Lager! £2 a pint! Such a nice night! Came home sober thou and went to bed without any problems. Or thats my side of the story. AJs side is that it took me ages to lock up the door and when I finally did I crashed in saying stuff like “Im not drunk, I promische!” and “I loooove you baby!” and then passing out on the bed…ah well! 

Yesterday both me and AJ went for lunch (breakfast) at Carluccio’s by the river, ah bless (as IL would say). Was so nice sitting there eating for ages and looking out over the river. Or I did, AJ was looking at my boobs instead, haha!

And now Im at work…only three more days to go and then Im free! Funny thing, Ive got three other people on my team. And by my team, I mean the same team that Im on, they have the same job role as me but for other countries. Im not their boss or anything. Aaaaanyway, last week one of them handed in their resignation and this week another one of them handed in theirs. Which means there will only be one person left, haha! Ok, they will replace the others, but still…

Aaaaand now, time for work.

Cheerio!

ps is it wrong of me to want to be a stay at home mum (for the kittens) and live of AJ instead of working myself?? Its very tempting…

Those who know me well, knows that I love, love, love Heat magazine. Heat is a brilliant gossip/celeb mag that is so much more than just another shitty celeb mag. They have (amongst other things) another free mag called Heatworld which they send along with the regular Heat now and then and Heatworld, ladies and gents, is amazingly funny. So funny, in fact, I almost peed in my pants the last time I read it!

So why all this Heat blah di dah all of a sudden? Well as you all know, I’m out of a job from next week and I thought, what the hell?! Lefts write an behind licking email to the beautiful people of Heat begging them for a job! The odds are slim to none that they would ever reply, but I think it was worth doing.

And in other news, my dear boyfriend bought a three storey house/climbing/scratching thing for our kittens yesterday and they are going mental about it. We are truly spoiling them too much. We think “no more toys!” and then Stewie or Teaser do something cute or look at us with begging eyes and suddenly we let them have whatever they want again. Salmon yesterday and this morning for example…well well. I’m keeping on saying its ok, because we are not having kids anyway, so we can spoil the cats instead. And they are so much cheaper to keep than kids! Their bickys cost like 72p for a box! Compare that to expensive baby food ey?

Shit, shit, shit! I just had to participate in a “company movie” which will be shown for future clients. I told them that it felt a bit wrong for me being in that movie because I’ve been made redundant and I’m leaving next week, but did my boss listen? Nooo, filming this “will be fun” as he said. It wasn’t…

Aaaanyway, have some real work to do now, laters!

Cheers

I just got offered an amazing job (apparently I was the perfect candidate!) with a large raise and more responisbility! Unfortunately its in Gibraltar…and now, is def not the time to move to southern Spain. Maybe if I was single and so on…but on the other hand, would I really like to leave London? And as IL put it “hang out with sweaty spanish guys”? Ich dont think so!

Got another call from an agency that will try to find me a job. The thing with agencys is that the people working there get commission for every person they manage to get hired through them, so they all talk like they’re high on speed and do everything to get you to stay with them and find a job through them. Agency people are the same breed as estate agents. They also get commission and will get very upset if you go with another estate agent so they to everything in their power to make you stay with them and that includes talking faster than the speed of light so you get confused and say yes to everything. Sales people…very annoying, but if Gareth (my agency guy) can help me find a new great job, Im going to be him forever greatful.

Aaaaaand moving on to kittens! Me and AJ picked up two brothers on saturday, 11 weeks old! AJs is dark brown with black stripes and mine is dark grey with a white chest and white paws! It kinda looks like he has a grey coat and white gloves on, haha! AJs is called Teaser and mine is called Stewie, named after Stewie Griffin. Anyone who doesnt know who Stewie Griffin is will watch all seasons of “Family Guy” NOW!!!

They are sooo cute! And started using the litter box right away! Well, they are alone today for the first time, so I dont know if I will get home to a surprise dump on the floor, but wellwell…IL and Liz came by on Saturday but the kittens were hiding under the sofa the whole time. By Sunday they stopped being afraid so when IL came by again they came out and played, and let me tell you, anyone will turn in to a kid when you see these two lovley kittens! IL tried to leave for ages before she could tear away from the kittens! You turn in to a blabbering idiot, but oh, they are sooo cute!

Well…work now maybe?? Haha!

Cheerio!
P

The other day my boss drove in to work in his red two seater Ferrari which is probably worth more than I make in 20 years, before tax. And yeah, the guy has started a lot of companys and apparently lives in a mansion and collects cars, but I still havent found a new job, Im living on (after rent and food) about £400 a month and that will include travel on at least £60 a week if not more… It just feels a bit hard…and I and my co workers would probably feel alot better if we werent reminded that our boss lives a life in luxury while we live in dingy flatshares. Not that Im saying that my boss doesnt deserve his money, from what I herad he has worked pretty hard for them, but please stop flashing them…a Ferrari burns pretty hard in the eyes of the redundant, if you know what I mean.

In other news, Im not getting my precious Willow cat on saturday, Im getting a male cat instead from the same family. Dont ask me ahow this came about, the story is rather uninteresting and not at all funny. So now I get a little male kitten on Saturday and I need to come up with a new name…damn…and just so you know, from saturday this is going to be one of those horrible kitty blogs, mohahahahaha!!! Or maybe not…

Btw, PLEASE read my friend AL’s blog (listed under the Cup Cake Club) more funny pics of mimi men. Posting one of my new favs here!

Al your brilliant and have curly hair, a winning combination!

Cheers

Ok, so took the train to work as usual yesterday morning an what do I see? A pop-guy in skinny jeans wearing UGGs!!! I hate UGGs! They might be comfy but they are fucking UGLY hence the UG part of the name! In the UK girls wear UGGs to anything, even miniskirts in the middle of summer!
We all know that UGGs are horrible but they are even more horrible when men wear them and by men I mean metrosexual men who think they are fashionable. I mean look at them!

What in gods name is sexy about that? On women or men?? I dont understand! The guy on the train looked like a normal cute indie-pop guy who I would probably liked if I was 17 again, but he had stuck his (rather large) feet in a pair of UGGs! Almost made me cry, seeing those long superslim legs in those superslick jeans end upp in a couple of dead sheep.

Wearing UGGs saying that they are comfy is as bad as wearing Crocs with the same excuse, thats just it! There are other shoes that are comfy and goodlooking! And just becase Brad Pitt and Ronnie Wood etc wears them it doesnt make it OK for you to wear them! Especially if Ronnie Wood wears them. He might be a Rolling Stone, but that doesnt make it ok in any way.

Wellwell, cheerio!

P

Have had a wonderful weekend! What did I do? Well, the wather was quite bad so …nothing except eating and watching TV and lots and lots of somethin somethin…

Wellwell, turned out I will not have a sweet little ginger cat, I will have a black and white one instead. The ones we were getting were taken so we found a new pair which we will get this weekend! Im so happy!

On Saturday me and AJ had to go to Argos (urhg!!!) to buy a litterbox and other cat stuff and that seemed to be harder than we thought. For those who hasnt been to Argos, you wont understand, but for those who have, you know what I mean. Basically, you look the item you want up in a catalouge, write down the nr on a piece of paper, hand it to the cashier and then you pay for it. Then you get a receipt and then you have to wait by a collection desk to collect said item.

After paying and waiting for 5min we got called up to the collection desk and then had to wait there for 10-15min more while the Argos employees enjoyed a conversation with eachother.
They all looked like fricking McDonalds rejects with brain damage! And then one of them slowly made his way towards me but then he stopped midway to stare out in the air…then I finally managed to jump him and show my receipt in his face.
Getting our litterbox (Kitten starter kit, haha!) seemed to be a task harder than going to Mordor with Saurons ring. Wow, it took TIME…and then when I have this awfully large box in my hands the mentally challenged Argos worker slip out that they dont have bags that are big enough for that box. Which is a total lie. Argos DO have bags that are big enough, I dont care if they (the bags) werent in stock, order some new ones when the ones you got start to run low! How hard can it be??
I fucking hate Argos! Never again my friends, never again! Like that crap company Currys…awful company, NEVER give in to their resonable prices, especially not online, they make you pay with your blood and soul!

Aaaaanyway, lunchtime!

Cheerio!

Apparently Im getting three new flatmates within two months. The reason is of course mine and AJ’s kittens. IL have already hinted that she will move in when the kittens arrive so she can have extra playtime with them and when I told T today, she told me that her boyfriend Rob will be knocking down the door if he cant see them. So we gonna be a big cosy family brought together by kittens, haha!

AJ doesnt like my Thomas O’malley name (“Who’s thomas O’malley? Some irish bloke you know??”) but Im sticking with it. And hes sticking with the gayest kitten name ever, Teaser.

Well well, now: time to buy ticket to EuroMillions, £110 millions in the jackpot tonight!

Cheerio!