Hi everyone, I’m so sorry about the delays but as yet our internet provider at home still hasn’t come up with any answers for us which is pissing me off no end. So this post comes to you from my office where I am stuck in a very busy week trying to get urgent stuff done before we close for a couple of weeks over the Christmas period.
To update you all on stuff. Hot Nudie and I are no longer dating. A couple of factors were at play, for me anyway and I decided I think we’d be better as friends. It’s a shame but I’m learning that my gut instinct is quite often right these days and when I ignore it I end up burnt badly, like with the American a few years ago.
Our house doesn’t feel like a home at the moment. Flatmate has a couple of friends staying with us from the U.K. who are out here for about 6 months and all they do is sit around the house ALL day. If you arrived from a cold and wet country, for 6 months in a sunny and warm country, don’t you think you’d get off your arse and explore it? Even if it were out of courtesy to not be underfoot where you are staying? Apparently not. My flatmate is a very neat and clean person and this (straight) couple have spread their stuff over the entire living area. Laptops, sunglasses, phones, phone chargers, change, clothes, bags. You name it, we’re tripping over it. It’s going to be a close call whether the friendship between my flatmate and these two survives the two more days (total of 11) they are here.
I went to the nude beach with a mate who is living here from Canada yesterday. We were there for 3 hours and the poor sod didn’t drink any water and missed several spots on his (quite pale) skin with sunscreen despite my offers to put it on his back. He texted me this morning saying he’d had sun stroke last night, and was very ill and now has blisters on his back. Please, if you are going in the sun in Australia, be very very careful. We have a hole in the Ozone layer and very harsh sun.
Your office closes for a few WEEKS during the holidays? Wow. We close for two days.
think its time for you to disrobe as soon as you walk in the door – might shock them into action! ;)
The only reason for staying ‘inside’ while on holiday is to have it off and even then Australia presents many beautiful vistas for sex outdoors. Who flies thousands of miles and through numerous timezones to sit on their arse!?
Uh oh. That living situation doesn’t sound pretty. I’d go bonkers with all of that crap in the living room. Sounds like some common sense house rules are in order for everyone. Happy happy joy joy!!
B-
Sorry to read that it is off with Hot Nudie, but kudos for you to listen to your gut and be man enough not to try and fool yourself.
BosGuy
Mad dogs and Englishmen. What can I say. I’d have done a big wobbly about the crap in the living room by now. A friend of mine had an Englishman stay in her house while she was away. I was checking on the house and he was in bed the entire time in front of the TV. Nice bod I might add. He left trash in the full garbage bin and dirt all around the floors. But it seems to go with the English heritage – stay indoors; do nothing active just watch TV. Sorry for offending the English here.
hope the moving will sort itself out
i love that ad damn
Wow, does that work for guys?! TGD
Benjamin Franklin once said, “Guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days.” Maybe you could find this on a cute/decorative magnet and put it on the fridge?
And as for the guy who wouldn’t let you put sunscreen on him?
First: Besides him, who would refuse lotion service from you?
Second: Pale skin + lack of protection = That’s the way it goes.
It’s cold and wet in SF. I wish I were somewhere warm/hot, naked on a beach.
After the shit summer we had in the UK this year and the current rain and cold, this Pom will be out and about in Sydney in February ’10 not sat inside!
Hmmm. Pretty cryptic on the breakup. Was it a bedroom issue? or was it one of you was too much of a partier?
I agree with Scott, As a Pom previously in Oz, whenever I had guests they never stayed long as I insisted it’s my house, therefore no clothes rule!