last wknd of the musketeers

I'm sad, our no 1 prostitute steph is flying back to tokyo on wednesday while I'm taking off to sweden. Jules can't stand the loneliness so she is heading to hk this wknd. i guess its all or nothing when we are together. we had a great time together and it was tiring for my poor feet at times but i would do it over and over again. we didn't cross any dangerous boundaries and we laughed and cried and ate our stomach out. it was beautiful moments without any hesitation to not recognize it.

jules is still dealing with her clogged toilet, she has been so traumatized by her new flat since she moved in and now she is going to my house every time she needs to take a dump. how can you not love that hamster. steph, me and fellatio went to the store opening of our dear dutch/turkish ex-playboy on friday. bad red wine, good beer, different setting. we were most interested in finding potential assholes. we brought fellatio with us for one purpose and one purpose only: arm-candy. we rolled over to jules for her housewarming after shoveling tapas at el willy and it was explosive - both. clogged toilet or not we spend the whole wknd kicking dirt. jules and stepn is having major CSI crime scenes in their plants. but that didn't keep these two loves from jazzing. don't let the logistics keeps us from performing right.

i was in The cloud aka my bed at 7am on sunday morning, cause i had to lubricate for steph n her accidental boy toy mr ferrari while at Eden. apparently i didn't move my sleeping position for 5h, thats my new style; sleep less, sleep harder. me and fellatio dressed up like two retards and went to have brunch after trying to get up for 4h. its comforting to be able being the freak i am w/o thinking about the side effects. not yet at least. davide (julies premature ejaculator) came over with his sidekick busso and we spend 7h taking individual trips while laughing together. jules ordered baby back ribs and mashed potato for us and steph dropped by with her lovely presence and knitting skills. we played stupid, the kiss-kill game and was totally sucked in my heritage flat. i passed out in my bed around 5am forgetting saying goodbye to fellatio. rise and shine at 9am, in the same position as i fell asleep in.