Exhausting week

The major party of the week has gone, and I'm looking forward to the weekend. This week was rather exhausting. I had a lot of work to do for the uni, and long days of work at the physical therapist's office. My boss is crazy, he works way too much, like 13-14 hours a day, without pauses (not even to eat at noon!!) and is stressed all the day long. As he's stressed, he shout at me and is really disagreable, he comes and throw papers on my desk and say "send that urgently to Mrs. X or Y!" and run back in the massage "room". I don't even know where to find the adress, and when he comes back and ask if it was done, and I say no he becomes crazy... but hey, it's not my fault, I can't do things correctly if I'm not told how to do them!

But I don't care, he does that because he's stressed, and I understand. As long as he keeps me and pay me, I would support that. It's really really hard to stress me out, I doubt he will manage to do it. I think that this atmosphere is the reason why most of the people before me never stayed more than three weeks at his service. I'm not stressed by him, and I "only " work 9 and a half hours in general, but I must say that it is exhausting though.

Yesterday, I came back home around 8pm, and prepared something to eat, and the crazy girl asked he she could come to have a drink. I said sure, but thought we would just have a drink and she would go, because I was really tired and wanted to have a rest. She came an hour later, and said that she had invited two other friend to share a bottle of turkish alcool! I was pissed because I wanted to go to bed, and I knew that it wouldn't happen if the two others were coming. In fact, three more people came, and I was really angry about that. I love to see some friends, but not when I'm coming back from work after a long day and have to wake up early the morning after. They left around 1 am! I think she could have asked me before inviting the other people to come, it would be the least of the courtesy...

Anyways, the weekend is almost there, and tommorow we have no lessons, because we are visiting the office of the service in charge of the bankruptcies, wich will be interesting I guess. And on the evening, I'm going at a friend of a friend, in order to meet a guy I met at the hospital, a very nice gay guy that study medicine. I'm looking forward :)

Alessandro

You know there is this guy at the uni, Alessandro, a tall italian, who's so good looking, athletic, nice, clever, fun, etc... We are always seating next to each other and spend all our time together when we are attending the lessons. He doesn't speak to other people, because he's really shy despite his size, shape an class, that would make any girl melt at first sight, and any boy get jealous. He's always coming a bit earlier than me, and take a seat for me. We are spending all our pauses toghether, discussing of random things. Our favourite activity is to comment the small happenings in our class. We are both very observant and see any detail, and our ears are also listening to any conversation, and there are always funny things to discuss, people always talk as if nobody was listening... That's why, for instance, we called a girl we know the "receptacle", for her boyfriend said to another guy that the only reason he was staying with her is that he could empty himself, very classy :D

We also have our daily conversation after the lessons. He's always in a hurry because his girlfriend is crazy, very jealous and controlling, and I think that for a few weeks, he's been really tired about her harassing him all the time. She calls every hour, checks his schedule, comes at the uni to check that he's not lying when he says he's there... Crazy girl. On the same time, I cannot guarantee I wouldn't be the same if I had a guy that attractive as a boyfriend :)

Well, we were outside, on the grass field just in front of the building. He was a bit nervous, I could see it because he was looking everywhere, moving nervously, and he said: "you know man, I dumped my girlfriend..." and I was "oh shit, why?" he became a bit more nervous, started to scratch his hair with his hand and said "I want to speak with you about something. It's been a few weeks now. You know... I don't know how to say that... we spend a lot of time together, and we have a lot of fun... I mean... you know, I hope that it wont scare you, but I feel something... between us, but I don't know how to say it..." My heart was beating at full speed, the world vanished around me, I looked at him and I said "go ahead, I'm sure I know what you want to say, and it's been weeks that I'm waiting for you to say that!" he seemed a bit surprised, looked at me and said with a trembling voice "I think... I think that... I'm attracted to you" It was like an explosion of happiness in my body, I was like floatting in the air. I slowly approached my mouth to his, and we started to kiss, greatest time ever...

But... there is a problem... I woke up :( At first I didn't remember the dream. And for a few hours, I was really happy. You know, when something good happens to me, or when I receive a gift that I really enjoyed, and I don't remember what it is, I have this happy feeling through my body and mind, and I think about what it is untill I find it. I just know that it's something good and I look for it untill I remember, and when I find what it was it's even better. I had this feeling during all this morning, but I finally remembered the dream, and remembered it was actually a dream. So disapointing... I was ready to pass a loooooooong boring sunday at home. Rainy, with nothing to do, nor anyone to see. That's the bad side when you live alone. I should have a cat or something, or a cool neighbour. I turned in the flat like a fish in a bowl for the whole day, and I'm looking forward to go to sleep! (and to go back in my dream)

Dentist

It's always the same, year after year: each time I have a new job and think I will be able to save some money, I have to go to the dentist. This year my wisdom teeth are coming out, and not coming out right, and they must be removed. It will cost me my two first month of salary :( I hate to work when you already know that the money will instantly go out. Next year, I invest in false teeth!

First day of work

I'm now working two days a week in a physical therapy office. It's very well paid and I hope the doctor will keep me, I'm on trial now. Most of the patients are young sportsmen, so hard to have all their phone numbers and to know you can't use them :P Apparently the massages are good, some guys are moaning of pleasure just 2 feet from my desk with a curtain in between... oh wild imagination...

French coast

I shouldn't spend time on the internet because I have some work to do, but I can't resist to tell you how it was and to post some photos :)

We took the train tuesday on the morning. Fortunately everything worked, we were on time, and we managed to catch all our trains. As soon as we arrived in Geneva, my sister knew we were heading to France, but she thought that we would take a boat to North Africa, Corsica or wathever. We stopped at Lyon, Marseille, Toulon, and then took a bus untill a small town called St-Clair on the Côte-d'Azur. President Sarkozy was staying only a few kilometers from there, and the police was everywhere, we had never seen so many policemen of our lives!

We arrived at the hotel, and my sister didn't notice the name at first, when the lady said "welcome to the hotel california" she turned with a big smile. She liked the idea very much I think. We had a room on top of the building, and the view was awesome! It was really a cool place to stay at.

Part of the view from our hotel room.

There was not much to do there, and all we did was drink, eat, sleep. Real vacation :) We stayed for a long time on the beach, but didn't bathe because the sea was still too cold. Thats where my sunglasses were the most useful. Unfortunately, I forgot to put suncream, and that's why I now look like a cooked crab... I'm almost blond, and have a very clear skin, let me 10 min under the sun and I'm as red as a tomato :/

There are certainly many reasons not to like the Frenchies, but you can say whatever you want, most of them are damn cute! And what I like in the south is that everyone is so much more easy-going and informal. It was not a single time that we ate or had a drink without someone chatting with us. It's really pleasant. And my sister was a bait for the cute guys, that wasn't unpleasant either :P

We also had good food, not everytime, we had some awful suprises, but some restaurants were cooking really good french food, especially fresh fish from the market, which I like very much. And when you eat it in front of the sea with a good glass of wine it's even better!

Ok, let's look at some pictures:

St-clair village and the bay of Saint-Tropez in the background. Look at the color of the water! I love that :)

The critalline turquoise waters, unfortunately a bit too cold to swim in...

The coastal path leading to "la plage de la Fosette"

My favourite spot, a small paradise!

The traditional apéro on the beach. I always have a Pastis in France, it's an anised alcool mixed with a drop of water and ice cubes, delicious! I've always liked the taste, and the first time I got drunk was with this alcool. I was 5 years old, and my father left me alone at a table in a restaurant with his glass of pastis, and I finished it while he was at the toilets... Bad Charlie! :D I guess we have the drunkard gene in the family...

You don't need much imagination to put a missing letter at the right place. I had no marker with me, too bad :P

Oh my god, I want a maserati!! I love italian cars!

Welcome to the Hotel California

Hi guys! I'm back!

I'm waiting for my sister to give me the pictures to make a longer post about our trip, but I can tell you that we had hell of a nice time! We were lucky with the weather (a bit too much, so that I'm completely red) and we had a lot of fun! Let me tell you, I made good use of my pervy sunglasses... :P

I'll see you later, I'm going to put some cream on my face...

Out of the time

The weather was awesome yesterday. I was on the balcony, looking at the planes taking off over my house, and the temptation became too strong. I left what I was doing, took my phone, called some friends, and I went to the airport. I met a team of friends, and I proposed to fly and have a drink on another aiport. We prepared four aircraft, and the flying squadron was ready to go!

We took off when the sun was already low, the light was beautiful, slighty golden. Once all the aircraft were in the air, I took the leader position (as I was flying the slowest plane) and the other planes came around, it was a beautiful formation. My friend that was in front told me that it was a shame that nobody had a camera, but I had one :) and that's the result:

I love these days, it's so cool when you are with friends, doing what you love, having fun... We stopped for a quick drink on a small aerodrome, and took off again. Once in the air, we were told by the control tower that it was a strong crosswind (wich is really bad when you're flying, it's very difficult to land correctly, especially with an old plane, because the wind pushes you away from the runway). I was the last plane to land, the three others went fine, the last one told me "hey man, watch out, it's interesting". It was almost perfect, but I touched down a bit hard, the plane bounced once, and a wind gust pushed the plane away, we stopped in the grass, withouth any damage, fortunately.

It happens to every old-plane pilot, but it's always a shame. Well, one round of beer for everyone, and it was forgotten! What remain is the beautiful time we had in flight, the sweet feeling of the air supporting us among the clouds, and the sensation of having been for a few hours out of the time.

Holiday!

I'm on holiday for a week, and I'm leaving on tuesday! I'm going to France, on the Azur coast. I rented a room for my sister and I for 4 days, with view on the sea :) It's a surprise gift for her 20th birthday, as I said before. She still has no idea where we are going. I told her to take a bathing suite, but I'm not sure that the water will be hot enough! But we are swedish too, we're used to cold waters. It's cool to travel with the sister, although we have our ups and downs we get on really well, and we have been abroad several times toghether before, and always had fun.

We are leaving on the morning, direction Marseille, so she will know where we are heading, but she won't know the final destination until the very last moment. I hope that we'll arrive, because you never know with the French, they have this bad habit to go on strike during the vacation to put pressure on their governement, and it's not really funny when you are stuck in a railway station with hundreds of people for a day (or more). It already happened to me twice, and I hope that it won't happen again!

We are going to stay at the hotel california, it's our favourite song, and we always listen to it when it's our birthday, I found that funny to stay there :) I already put my pervy sunglasses in my luggage, you know, the one with tinted glasses so that you can't see where you're looking :P I hope there will be someone to look at!

Happy holiday everyone!

eventful weekend

Things started on Thursday evening. I invited Yasmin and her boyfriend to eat at my place. They made me the honor to choose me to be the best man at their wedding, and I thought it was a good idea to invite them the day before they get married. I also bought them a wedding gift: I went to IKEA and bought a big box with a complete dinner service for 6 persons, plates, glasses etc. for when they will find a flat and move together. I made some arab spicy food. I think they really appreciated it, and so did I. Yasmin went very emotional and cried when she saw the gift. We all smoked the turkish water pipe after the dessert, and had a perfect almost turkish pre-wedding night :)

Friday was a big day for Yasmin. We went to the city hall to celebrate the civil mariage. Most of her family was there, and some friend also. It was the first time I went to a wedding ceremony. It was so nice to see them marrying after two years of a long distance relationship. I was so happy to be part of that! Afterwards we all went to a small village were Yasmin's brother has a restaurant, and ate some delicious turkish food.

You know, everyone says that it is at the weddings that you meet people and fall in love etc... As the best man, I was pretty much visible, and I suddenly had three girls around me asking questions about myself, smilling and complimenting me. Yasmin came and said many nice things about me, like how I cook, and reveice the people etc, and said that she couldn't understand why I was still single. At that moment, they understood that the friend that was sitting beside me was not my girlfriend as they had thought, and they went a bit crazy... we went to party in a night club, and they were almost fighting to get me a drink, it was rather cool until a friend of Yasmin said when it was silent "why are you still single? there is three nice girls around you and you don't do anything, what's the matter with you?" everyone was looking at me, and I was like "huuuuum... huuum... you know it's complicated... and I more or less see someone and hum..." and I turned all red. Awkward. One of the girls was so perfect, I almost regretted to be gay :) beautiful, nice, clever... I couldn't find any good answer.

We went back home around five, and four friends stayed at my place to sleep. I was a good thing because otherwise I'm not sure I would have been able to reach the house, I don't even remember how I got here...

I woke up at 4 pm, and ran to the supermarket to buy food for the evening. I invited three friend of mine to celebrate my birthday. After I came back with all I needed, I found out that I had some messages on my phone, one of them being from Erik, asking what I was going to do. I had had no news from him for a few weeks. I told him my plans, and he asked if he could join. I said he could, and a few hours later he arrived with the train. We all ate together, and I introduced him to my friend, that all knew the story. They told me I was stupid to let him come, but I thought I could appreciate some fun for my birthday. After dinner we all headed to a jazz festival. We had a nice time there, and came back around 3 am. We parted from my friends, and Erik and I went home. We spoke a little bit in the kitchen, and I asked if he wanted to sleep on the couch. He said that if it was ok we could sleep in the same bed. I went to take a little shower, and when I came back he was half naked on the bed.

We started to make out, and one thing leading to another, we went further and further. I brought him a condom and some lube. But it wasn't great at all, he was really brusque, and although I told him to be a little more careful because I was not a porn star he continued this way. He quickly finished his job, and looked at me and said "sorry I'm not really great tonight". He rolled over in the bed, closed his eyes, as if he was starting to sleep. I was just hurting and speechless... After a few seconds I asked "So what? you are going to let me horny like that without even a little birthday gift?" and he just said "hum... I don't know, I'm tired". I was so angry and frustrated. It was my birthday, not his!! I went to the bathroom, had a wank, and when I came back he took me in his arms. I pushed him away and we both sleeped back to back.

He left this morning with the usual "keep in touch and take care". I'm not seing him again. As I was so excited the first times something happened between us, I didn't realise how selfish and careless he is. He only speaks about him, always telling me how bad he feels for one thing or another, and don't care about me at all, unless it is with a purpose.

After he left, I went to two family meals, one with ma father at noon, and one with my mother this evening. I can't stay awake for a long time anymore. I'm looking forward to have a good long night of sleep... Thuryday-sunday non stop with only a few hours of sleep inbetween, it's enough for an old guy like me ;)