Home made Appelpie, vanilla icecream and Baileys....yes can cure anything !
Had yet another bang boom crach meeting with Maltese custumourservice today so after lying at the floor hitting my head blue and green it was either to bake something or break something more, and as i already have a broken pinkey toe ( ) right now so i figure i need to change strategi!
Am still so annoyed how ignorant an unservice minded they are down here so i have to do 'pannbiff med lok, potatis och brun sas' tomorrow!
If this keep up i have to open a bloody resturant!
Pannas Kitchen ( close to be hells kitchen then)
cheers!
Wednesday, June 24
Tuesday, June 23
Why didnt i buy the book?
December 2007 i went to Sidney to play the APPT Grand final.
I had an amazing 10 days with poker and traveling, both i love. The poker was worst suck out ever, already written about it here so wont go into that boring part. Floped quads against better quads.. on the river. bhaaaa!
One day i went for a long walk, and ended up in a park, in the park they had an exhibition of 'photos from the above'. Am so amazed by these ones, i really can study them forever.
( See my from my blog dec 2007)
I bought a book to give away to a special friend, that took care of Tess for me while away, but how stupid i was to not buy a book full of these amazing pictures to myself, i would have the perfect place for it now, in my Maltese balcony, places on a 'painters staffli' i would change one page every day, read about the miracle shoot and enjoy the picture.
But i didnt buy the bok. And been lazy, i could prob order it online.but.... not the same...somehow... maybe wish if for xmas!
Its photos taken by Yann Arthus-Bertrand, he fly around our earth and take photos from the above..... its strong beautiful amazing photos. The organization where he is chairman made an movie called : HOME (Yann Arthus-Bertrand are the photographer)
Its very long but, if one take time and watch it, its stunning pics, preferably i listen to it without commentators just music cos some of the stuff she says is.. well.. don't go with my theory anyway.
But i did hook it up one evening to my TV and sat there in the dark watching these amazing colors, it was nice. Also the lasagna that i cooked that day, eaten in sofa, (love eating in sofa BTW ) was nice, and the red wine was a filthy expensive bottle my boss send me in a packet of 10 bottles for my birthday, i enjoyed it but i still would have enjoyed having the book even more
I had an amazing 10 days with poker and traveling, both i love. The poker was worst suck out ever, already written about it here so wont go into that boring part. Floped quads against better quads.. on the river. bhaaaa!
One day i went for a long walk, and ended up in a park, in the park they had an exhibition of 'photos from the above'. Am so amazed by these ones, i really can study them forever.
( See my from my blog dec 2007)
I bought a book to give away to a special friend, that took care of Tess for me while away, but how stupid i was to not buy a book full of these amazing pictures to myself, i would have the perfect place for it now, in my Maltese balcony, places on a 'painters staffli' i would change one page every day, read about the miracle shoot and enjoy the picture.
But i didnt buy the bok. And been lazy, i could prob order it online.but.... not the same...somehow... maybe wish if for xmas!
Its photos taken by Yann Arthus-Bertrand, he fly around our earth and take photos from the above..... its strong beautiful amazing photos. The organization where he is chairman made an movie called : HOME (Yann Arthus-Bertrand are the photographer)
Its very long but, if one take time and watch it, its stunning pics, preferably i listen to it without commentators just music cos some of the stuff she says is.. well.. don't go with my theory anyway.
But i did hook it up one evening to my TV and sat there in the dark watching these amazing colors, it was nice. Also the lasagna that i cooked that day, eaten in sofa, (love eating in sofa BTW ) was nice, and the red wine was a filthy expensive bottle my boss send me in a packet of 10 bottles for my birthday, i enjoyed it but i still would have enjoyed having the book even more
Wednesday, June 10
Now i feel bad!
Omg... i just yelled at someone at Vodapone so i almost feel ashame, long time since that happen, i mean not that i complain lol, am a bitch, but that i feel ashame over it.
I feel close to sick.
I scream at him and told him ok lets do it the maltese way then!! Lets scream as you small pastitzi boys do.. lets scream and be rude! I even cursed him in maltese.....i feel horrible now..... i told him he should go and **** a goat
BUT i hate the fact they dont shut up and listen but just keep on emphezising their own voice, and then ask can you repeat that madam? Makes me furious, you know what i mean if you ever tried dealing with Maltese people buisness wise( not privatley)
so i among many other things i told him no i cant repeat, if you listen you know what the question was! and then it continued... and esceladed to a level where i belaive they could hear me at surfside!
arghhhhhh fuck now i feel so bad! i mean i like Malta and Maltese people, now am confused, but i really really hate vodapone!
And i qued for ages, and they connected me wrong 4 times, and i had to explain for 4 people before they tell me no madam not here, next department. And answer the question is it regading a blackberry .... 10 times... and i scream NO its about a 3G mobile internet device!! and they say all of them...
What kind of mobile phone is THAT madam?
drinks anyone?
I feel close to sick.
I scream at him and told him ok lets do it the maltese way then!! Lets scream as you small pastitzi boys do.. lets scream and be rude! I even cursed him in maltese.....i feel horrible now..... i told him he should go and **** a goat
BUT i hate the fact they dont shut up and listen but just keep on emphezising their own voice, and then ask can you repeat that madam? Makes me furious, you know what i mean if you ever tried dealing with Maltese people buisness wise( not privatley)
so i among many other things i told him no i cant repeat, if you listen you know what the question was! and then it continued... and esceladed to a level where i belaive they could hear me at surfside!
arghhhhhh fuck now i feel so bad! i mean i like Malta and Maltese people, now am confused, but i really really hate vodapone!
And i qued for ages, and they connected me wrong 4 times, and i had to explain for 4 people before they tell me no madam not here, next department. And answer the question is it regading a blackberry .... 10 times... and i scream NO its about a 3G mobile internet device!! and they say all of them...
What kind of mobile phone is THAT madam?
drinks anyone?
Monday, June 8
Wicked afterparty on the Rock
What a wicked weekend this been!
Thursday and Friday turned into some spontaneous balcony wine drinking and Friday I got so wasted. I really don't get THAT wasted anymore, am bit too old for that, but drunk as an animal, going to a charity thing, yeaaa nh gg wp. Well, only one way to cure a hungover.... and was invited to a bigger party out in Marsa golf and polo sports club on Saturday so just to shape up and start it up.
Em and Millena joined me and I took the very clever decision to drive out, and IF getting too much to drink I leave the car and come for it day after lol. Well its sick, in Sweden I wouldn't even dream of thinking the thought IF , I just leave the car if I have one glass of wine, Malta however is a bit different indeed.
Ity was a niiiiiiiiiice party with such cool music, some of the best Dj's on the island for sure jumped in and did spontaneous play, the party was a birthday bash for Toby Farrugia, Dj and music producer in Malta. It was great fun and besides all the Maltese girls hate stirring eyes, well they don't like western girls for sure, but we ignored that and had a blast. As we where the only one not being Maltese we kind of got max attention anyway and danced all night and had weird discussions with people. Around 4 it closed down as that's the official close time in Malta..... however it don't stop Maltese people alright.
After some calling and driving around with Toby and some friends, we got the right location, it apprantley changes from day to day this place ....We ended up in an industrial area somewhere in Valettta, and to me well... after party are more like 10 ppl drunk in an apartment solving the world problems cooking pasta and hot dogs, but in Malta it means something else... it mean Utz Utz for sure! Loud , massive and most likley 80% of the crowd on stronger shit then alcohol but that's their choice, don't work for me but I don't judge them. Am high on life!
About 200 ppl totally partying it out with nice music in an illegal club with full bar, 100% sure without a license but don't matter to me. Really a nice one to experienced. We left around 08 due to starvation! Took a nice beef fillet with pepper souse in st Julian, by the water fall, its nice one can have beef fillet that time alright! We where drunk as animals and oh my they gotta be feed up with drunk people eating there early mornings!
Walking Tess while getting home, its about 09.30 and I met a whole English sports team of some sort.. probably here on training camp and out for the morning exercise.......bhaaa they look at me as I was from planet mars, well could be the fact I didn't have any shoes and telling Tess all about the evening, what is it with me and shoes anyway!
I love partying in flipflops... yepps.. the other chicks had 10 cm heels I shake my head and said, ehh.. you going home 01? Millena was a routinized chick though, 03 she magically from her bag picked out a pair of flip flops and joined me in the 'we who love partying in flip flops crowd'
Flip flops I really hated living in Africa, but I kind of learned to accept them here. Noo.. love em
Now its work work work, I am a bit behind, and need to put in some massive hrs this week! Its ok, I love work. And jesus... 17 of our players and few staff went to playboy mansion this weekend, not fair getting text messages and pictures from kandyland, sooooo many boops, oh my! I would been so confused.
Max it babes!
/C4Q
Thursday and Friday turned into some spontaneous balcony wine drinking and Friday I got so wasted. I really don't get THAT wasted anymore, am bit too old for that, but drunk as an animal, going to a charity thing, yeaaa nh gg wp. Well, only one way to cure a hungover.... and was invited to a bigger party out in Marsa golf and polo sports club on Saturday so just to shape up and start it up.
Em and Millena joined me and I took the very clever decision to drive out, and IF getting too much to drink I leave the car and come for it day after lol. Well its sick, in Sweden I wouldn't even dream of thinking the thought IF , I just leave the car if I have one glass of wine, Malta however is a bit different indeed.
Ity was a niiiiiiiiiice party with such cool music, some of the best Dj's on the island for sure jumped in and did spontaneous play, the party was a birthday bash for Toby Farrugia, Dj and music producer in Malta. It was great fun and besides all the Maltese girls hate stirring eyes, well they don't like western girls for sure, but we ignored that and had a blast. As we where the only one not being Maltese we kind of got max attention anyway and danced all night and had weird discussions with people. Around 4 it closed down as that's the official close time in Malta..... however it don't stop Maltese people alright.
After some calling and driving around with Toby and some friends, we got the right location, it apprantley changes from day to day this place ....We ended up in an industrial area somewhere in Valettta, and to me well... after party are more like 10 ppl drunk in an apartment solving the world problems cooking pasta and hot dogs, but in Malta it means something else... it mean Utz Utz for sure! Loud , massive and most likley 80% of the crowd on stronger shit then alcohol but that's their choice, don't work for me but I don't judge them. Am high on life!
About 200 ppl totally partying it out with nice music in an illegal club with full bar, 100% sure without a license but don't matter to me. Really a nice one to experienced. We left around 08 due to starvation! Took a nice beef fillet with pepper souse in st Julian, by the water fall, its nice one can have beef fillet that time alright! We where drunk as animals and oh my they gotta be feed up with drunk people eating there early mornings!
Walking Tess while getting home, its about 09.30 and I met a whole English sports team of some sort.. probably here on training camp and out for the morning exercise.......bhaaa they look at me as I was from planet mars, well could be the fact I didn't have any shoes and telling Tess all about the evening, what is it with me and shoes anyway!
I love partying in flipflops... yepps.. the other chicks had 10 cm heels I shake my head and said, ehh.. you going home 01? Millena was a routinized chick though, 03 she magically from her bag picked out a pair of flip flops and joined me in the 'we who love partying in flip flops crowd'
Flip flops I really hated living in Africa, but I kind of learned to accept them here. Noo.. love em
Now its work work work, I am a bit behind, and need to put in some massive hrs this week! Its ok, I love work. And jesus... 17 of our players and few staff went to playboy mansion this weekend, not fair getting text messages and pictures from kandyland, sooooo many boops, oh my! I would been so confused.
Max it babes!
/C4Q
Wednesday, June 3
Love you too- she said!
Been a while, but damn if my life is quiet and still. I kind of wish it slow down sometimes but I guess we create it ourselves so hep hep...work work, i LOVE to work!
After being homeless a week living in hotel and with friends and shipping Tess till a friend in Mosta for some pool relaxation, yes they have pool, and Tess lived in it for a week, I finally got her back Friday, slept first night in my new home, among paintbuckets, sand and tools. Strictly ordered to be out all Saturday so they will fix the remaining of flat so woooooot to do?? * scratching my head*
Ahhh,, Tess and I had breakfast at a cafe... I ask the waiter if it was too early for a beer, he said no, I trusted him, big mistake, BIG mistake!
Omelet and two beers, and Tess ordered water and sausages. First he was skeptical when she order but I said it was ok, she cant drink beer that early, she is only 4 !!
So I went to the rocks to read a book and let Tess show every one she owns the sea and if anyone wants in they need to pass her, it worked.. not so well... she tried to pimp me up with a bunch of german and then a spanish men and I told her, noooo go for english, swedish, danish ish.. she couldn't manage to find any of that kind to shake her water on so nope no luck!
Melinda and Therese showed up so we cuddle in sun a bit, don't we just love girls cuddle then we moved on to surfside to get some food and as it was waaaaay past breakfast i took the cheekey smile on and asked the waiter if it was ok to order a bottle of wine... he said yes.
Ok, Yes .. you see where this is going right?
After a while Em joined us, and as always when she is coming we bet what color her dress is, she never has skirts or trousers, DRESS, I won, it was red 'ish and she as always look so sweet. I always win, but thats cos i text and ask lol, the others havent got that yet. *shaken my head* a win is a win!!!
Melinda and Teherese left after a while to do beauty afternoon nap. Thats not for real people id say so tunred down the offer to join them, even though the though of us three in bed was quite tempting. I decided to walk Em home as I was strictly forbidden to come home before 18.. so wooooot to do?
Halfway to Em's place she announces she is hungry, well, she is born hungry, its a passion of hers, to eat, yet she is a skinny little spicy chick. Sooo I said ok, I can drink. And when Em is hungry its just to take first place, she get awful crancky else.
Somehow the waiters misunderstood this, am very sure we never asked for 4 bottles of wine, but yet they never ended and just keep coming. Am confused. Its started to be blurry. Tess was chasing sun reflexes under the table, and we also order an Italian platter, so many weird things on it to eat so Tess helped us, waiter came after a while with a big bowl water and said: well now the dog eaten, meskina, she needs water.
We where stunned to silence sicne we where sooooo sure not even NASA's satellites pictures could see we where giving the food to Tess, well somehow the waiter detected this, maybe he works for M5 or something, I dunno. Very sharp eye IMO.
Phone rings. Blurry agreements are made. Taxi get ordered.
Driver convinced Tess don't bite, and that she is Maltas numbero one best dog in tipping.
We end up in a nice penthouse I sweiqie, no clue who lived there, but at that point it didn't matter, but it was so weird, so many polish people, I think I played the guitar, at least I realized waking up day after I cut my nails on left hand off, and got a fade off memory of a stunning version of smoke on the water and ulf lundells oppna landskap and some glowing BIC lighters in the dark of the terrace. Hmmmm... good I don't know who lived there, am quite sure I sang too, and lets just say am no Susan Boyle but its from the heart, my mum always says that's what count. Ohh mum by the way got a third congratulation last Sunday, ON THE REAL MUMS DAY.. whoooo!
Anyway... Tess where sitting and sleeping and as the very responsible mum, well you might think not as she been party with me all day but hey,, at least she is there with me AND eating fancy Italian meat on Fresco .. well as the responsible mummy I am, I said I go home now, very early just around 21.30 ish I think, really not sure..so we left... 3 chicks and Tess, and driver was first quite unwilling to take Tess in car, but after some convincing he says ok then, Tess thanked him by burping in his face sitting on my lap at front seat, then she closed the deal with a kiss too, not sure he appreciate it though, Maltese people are difficult to please.
Em and Monica in back said well done girl kiss him again , go go go... and the taxi driver said you are some weird people.
What in earth did he mean, WHO in earth did he mean?
Soo I stumble in my new Casa a bit tipsy, lets just call it tipsy, am a girl after all, pisst drunk don't sound very nice and graceful.
And blimey, the apartment where ready!
I managed to text my adorable landlady a thank you and I love you kind of text... she texted back I love you too and I hope you have a good time in the place. And reading this day after it was quite confusing as my phone ( such crap one, my real one broken) don't save messages unless I order him to, so I don't really know what I wrote her, I kind of didn't even remember that I in fact DID wrote her, but as she repliaed am quite sure i did! But am very pleased she loves me, I hope she still do after my house warming party that you all ofc are invited too.
Sunday was relaxed and cured the hungover with CSI and pizza hut home delivery.
Monday was.... not a very good day... but lets come to that another time, when I know if it be alright or not, for now I stick my head in the sand.
Hep Hep
After being homeless a week living in hotel and with friends and shipping Tess till a friend in Mosta for some pool relaxation, yes they have pool, and Tess lived in it for a week, I finally got her back Friday, slept first night in my new home, among paintbuckets, sand and tools. Strictly ordered to be out all Saturday so they will fix the remaining of flat so woooooot to do?? * scratching my head*
Ahhh,, Tess and I had breakfast at a cafe... I ask the waiter if it was too early for a beer, he said no, I trusted him, big mistake, BIG mistake!
Omelet and two beers, and Tess ordered water and sausages. First he was skeptical when she order but I said it was ok, she cant drink beer that early, she is only 4 !!
So I went to the rocks to read a book and let Tess show every one she owns the sea and if anyone wants in they need to pass her, it worked.. not so well... she tried to pimp me up with a bunch of german and then a spanish men and I told her, noooo go for english, swedish, danish ish.. she couldn't manage to find any of that kind to shake her water on so nope no luck!
Melinda and Therese showed up so we cuddle in sun a bit, don't we just love girls cuddle then we moved on to surfside to get some food and as it was waaaaay past breakfast i took the cheekey smile on and asked the waiter if it was ok to order a bottle of wine... he said yes.
Ok, Yes .. you see where this is going right?
After a while Em joined us, and as always when she is coming we bet what color her dress is, she never has skirts or trousers, DRESS, I won, it was red 'ish and she as always look so sweet. I always win, but thats cos i text and ask lol, the others havent got that yet. *shaken my head* a win is a win!!!
Melinda and Teherese left after a while to do beauty afternoon nap. Thats not for real people id say so tunred down the offer to join them, even though the though of us three in bed was quite tempting. I decided to walk Em home as I was strictly forbidden to come home before 18.. so wooooot to do?
Halfway to Em's place she announces she is hungry, well, she is born hungry, its a passion of hers, to eat, yet she is a skinny little spicy chick. Sooo I said ok, I can drink. And when Em is hungry its just to take first place, she get awful crancky else.
Somehow the waiters misunderstood this, am very sure we never asked for 4 bottles of wine, but yet they never ended and just keep coming. Am confused. Its started to be blurry. Tess was chasing sun reflexes under the table, and we also order an Italian platter, so many weird things on it to eat so Tess helped us, waiter came after a while with a big bowl water and said: well now the dog eaten, meskina, she needs water.
We where stunned to silence sicne we where sooooo sure not even NASA's satellites pictures could see we where giving the food to Tess, well somehow the waiter detected this, maybe he works for M5 or something, I dunno. Very sharp eye IMO.
Phone rings. Blurry agreements are made. Taxi get ordered.
Driver convinced Tess don't bite, and that she is Maltas numbero one best dog in tipping.
We end up in a nice penthouse I sweiqie, no clue who lived there, but at that point it didn't matter, but it was so weird, so many polish people, I think I played the guitar, at least I realized waking up day after I cut my nails on left hand off, and got a fade off memory of a stunning version of smoke on the water and ulf lundells oppna landskap and some glowing BIC lighters in the dark of the terrace. Hmmmm... good I don't know who lived there, am quite sure I sang too, and lets just say am no Susan Boyle but its from the heart, my mum always says that's what count. Ohh mum by the way got a third congratulation last Sunday, ON THE REAL MUMS DAY.. whoooo!
Anyway... Tess where sitting and sleeping and as the very responsible mum, well you might think not as she been party with me all day but hey,, at least she is there with me AND eating fancy Italian meat on Fresco .. well as the responsible mummy I am, I said I go home now, very early just around 21.30 ish I think, really not sure..so we left... 3 chicks and Tess, and driver was first quite unwilling to take Tess in car, but after some convincing he says ok then, Tess thanked him by burping in his face sitting on my lap at front seat, then she closed the deal with a kiss too, not sure he appreciate it though, Maltese people are difficult to please.
Em and Monica in back said well done girl kiss him again , go go go... and the taxi driver said you are some weird people.
What in earth did he mean, WHO in earth did he mean?
Soo I stumble in my new Casa a bit tipsy, lets just call it tipsy, am a girl after all, pisst drunk don't sound very nice and graceful.
And blimey, the apartment where ready!
I managed to text my adorable landlady a thank you and I love you kind of text... she texted back I love you too and I hope you have a good time in the place. And reading this day after it was quite confusing as my phone ( such crap one, my real one broken) don't save messages unless I order him to, so I don't really know what I wrote her, I kind of didn't even remember that I in fact DID wrote her, but as she repliaed am quite sure i did! But am very pleased she loves me, I hope she still do after my house warming party that you all ofc are invited too.
Sunday was relaxed and cured the hungover with CSI and pizza hut home delivery.
Monday was.... not a very good day... but lets come to that another time, when I know if it be alright or not, for now I stick my head in the sand.
Hep Hep
Monday, June 1
Well....
I blames Movies for their unrealistic expectations of men...and porn for their filthy ones
.... and i MEAN it!
.... and i MEAN it!
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