What a weekend. Again. I kind of love my life. Its just so much fun. Stan looked at me on Saturday and said ‘its just so much fun to have fun’ and i was like ‘ I knooooow’. I said exactly that a couple of years back which had Kix laughing at me. But it IS fun to have fun.
On Friday Katta and me headed up to Found to have a couple of drinks. Or 5. Plus jäger. The bar was full and loads of people ive met through G. Dom, the guy we met at Secret Cinema was there with some lady friend. Good for him. Katta and me got seats in the bar and apparently I stared starry eyed at G enough to have his friend come up to him and tell him that the brunette in the bar is checking him out. She thought it was hilarious when he told her I was his girlfriend.
Guess its somewhat obvious i like him…(whats not to like with a guy making me amazing drinks though?). At the end of the night I got a paper rose from his friend with a flourished bow saying it was from G (and then whispered in my ear that its not, its from him because you need to put a smile on pretty ladies faces. Yes you do)
Went home to the little mini hound at midnight and Saturday we took a walk in gloomy but pretty london. Then it was time for Seb and Laura’s leaving drinks before they are heading back to the motherland at the end of the month (sad face).
Mini Marina was the star of the night. Such a little angel girl. They’ll make such a little swede girl of her. What happens with Captain Sweden as a dad.
Stan was on form telling stories from his stag in Iceland last weekend. When G showed up they realised they are the same year bulgarians. Apparently thats a big thing. Stan has previously looked at me proclaimimg that the bulgarian/aussie combo sounds scary. That says a lot coming from Stan.
W was not impressed with life after a couple of hours in the pub being followed around by his biggest fan Lola so we left, went back to mine to leave him and then headed up to Notting Hill to meet with old work crew.
These guys. Pretty damn awesome.
A lot of love going around. We were in this place called the cow in notting hill and suddenly the guys from the old band Madness jumped up on the bar and started playing guitar and singing and everyone in the pub sang along. Fucking love London.
When i needed to go back for W around midnight the others decided to come with and I made us some food and then we sat at mine talking until 5 in the morning. Pretty perfect night if you ask me.
On Sunday I let G sleep in because destroyed and cleaned the flat, walked W and made some breakfast before he woke up at 3. Im super woman and LOVE being the one who is up being all sensible. Then we wached some aussie movie that G wanted to show me, had some dinner, watched some more TV and crashed in bed by 10. Seriously – dream sunday.
These two…its something about when the guy you like like the things your like. Until i realised i was third wheel. You lose some you win some.