Good !!! now that I have your attention here are my new adventures
Hello my dear and abandoned blog, hello dear readers ... whats up ?
I wont waste any words on how hard or stressful the last period of my life was, instead I will share my latest adventure. Just before Christmas I had a huge fight with my girlfriend and also with my beloved parents and I decided to piss all over them and take life in my own hands. Went to the bank retrieved all my savings and took the first flight to UK Liverpool John Lennon Airport. The weather in Liverpool was absolutely gorgeous, not a cloud in the sky and pretty warm I considered it to be my good luck charm.
The airport was very crowded, the Queen visited Liverpool and was about to leave on her private plane ... so what more can I ask for ? warm sunny day and I met the queen in my 1st day in the great UK.
Took a cab from the airport to the motel I've booked a room for the 1st week, taxi driver was the perfect stereotype, turban wearing six fingered punjabi with an appetite for small talk and sunflower seeds. Took a quick shower, unpacked my luggage and took a nap for the next couple of hours. A loud knock in the door woke me up, it was the cleaning service, the woman opened the door with her master key just before I managed to find the keys. The maid was in her late 20's and she had some sort of a condition but still she was a really nice presence and since she was my 1st contact I asked her for directions, the town hot spots, she kindly recommended a few pubs and public places ... got dressed and off I was. I landed in downtown Liverpool and entered the 1st pub I saw the people seemed tired and bored, got myself a glass of Orange juice and while studying the people around, the bartender asked me if I'm looking for somebody, I told him its my 1st day in Liverpool and continued to talk with him about various problems. The guy was a huge thing with soft eyes and it seemed he had a fierce reputation because all the other guests who knew him behaved and obeyed his directions. The next evening he invited me in the pub for the Christmas eve celebration. I got to know a lot of people, which were ready to die for FC Liverpool, I met a few interesting ladies also but the most interesting was my chat with Collin the pub owner which offered me a job around the pub ... job gladly accepted.
The following days I spent more and more time at the pub and tried to help around to get used with the work there, Collin told me not to get involved because my job will not be as a bartender or waiter and I should enjoy my time in the pub until the 3rd of January. So there I was enjoying life, meanwhile I got a room just above the pub, rent free and close to work and I was really happy with my other neighbors which worked as "cabaret" dancers. I felt like a newborn man with a new identity, everything was so nice, my neighbors were looking after me, Colin got me in touch with different peoples which couldn't wait to see me on my new job. The new years eve party was a blast, good food, really nice women, good music, nice chit chat with my new friends. While having my 1st coup of milk in 2010 Colin came up in my room and asked me to take his car near a small village and get some things from some people, he handed me a list with items and his car keys. After a quick look on the list I thought Colin is about to set up a game room of some sort, I had to pick up 3 LCD TV's, 2 laptops, some sort of receivers, and 4 hifi video cameras. The car was an old Vauxhall with a good engine and of course with the steering wheel on the wrong side. I met one of the guys from the pub on the side of the road in that village and he took me to a shed filled with state of the art electronic equipment which were probably stolen from somewhere. Got the stuff back to Colin's and we started to put the ware in place right away. Yep I was about to work at an illegal bookie agency, which had a boxing ring, metal doors, no windows, and well placed video cameras. Work started on Sunday evening with a full house and 3 boxing matches 2 between men and 1 between women, people placed bets on horses, on fighters, on football teams, cricket games ... and like a good bookie agency most of them lost. First couple of nights were my period of accommodation and after that I received nice tips on fights from Colin and I placed my own bets which got me my pay since nobody payed me a salary. Things were so great, I was living the good life, top models had to make appointments to take me out .... felt like a British prince. Work payed really well and I could afford Mondays and Tuesdays to fly over in London for quick escapades, fast cars, expensive clothes, easy women and good food.
Fuck me ! I'm quite the bullshitter ... a fucking gangster stereotype story which gets everybody' s attention.
Well my life lately was not so interesting, I'm still working in my apartment, still having the best relationship with my family and friends, not depressed ... just busy and willing to get work done for the new apartment which became my top priority.
Winter holidays passed really quick, had a nice trip in Hungary to some aqua park which I find quite boring, January got me engaged ... yes I bought a ring and I proposed ... she accepted. The bag of poss living under my parents apartment is still there waiting for another baby. Got a new neighbor which likes to shave in the window ... more about her in a future post ( got pics and vids :D )
The rest of the world still sucks hairy donkey balls ( you are an exception )and I felt asleep while watching a pirated version of the blue alien movie.
Spring what are you waiting for ????
since we like the Brits here is a bunch of tough fags singing a song for you
/mnom mnom toothpaste
