Yes, once again I've gotten shipped off to London by my crazed bitch of a boss who fortunately won't be my boss much longer. Right now I'm having my last formal English breakfast at the hotel (Royal Park) where I've been staying for the last nearly 4 weeks of my life which I'll unfortunately never get back. But I'm heading home to NY today -thank god. I'm typing into a brand new mini -pc given to me as a going away gift. Since I got the work assignment for London when I was actually in Miami visiting my Mom for Mother's day I flew directly here from there. Which means that some essentials (like my own laptop) got left in NY. No problem since JPM provided me with one for work. But due to the nature of some of the high level accounts I deal with there were security programs on it tighter than Vin Diesel's ass. So I was essentially blocked from most interesting websites and could hardly do more than watch an occasional Disney video. Yeah it's been bad.
My Flight leaves at 10:30 a.m. London time (thank god once again) and arrives in New York at 1:10 p.m. (New York time) which still amazes me. But when I'm this horny a lot of random rather ordinary things tend to amaze me. That probably because I've managed to maintain my moratorium on English pussy that I instigated when I was here last September. Now I'm sure a lot of people will be bitching, whining and getting mad at me and wondering why the fuck that is? Don't worry as I'm more than happy to tell you why the fuck that is. Everyone knows that France is really close to England (except maybe Kim Kardashian and 92% of all American High school students). In fact you can even swim to France from here. There's like 1,000 years of shared history between the 2 countries with ALOT of French words being absorbed into both British and American English. One French word that somehow only got introduced into American English but most definitely NOT British English was the word "DOUCHE". And by that I don't refer to the term "douche bag" (even though I must point out that I've yet to hear it over here) but rather the usage as in "clean your fucking snatch bitch -please!!!!"
So much has happened to me over here, but I know most people wouldn't find it very interesting. Hell - I wouldn't find it interesting. I've essentially been working my ass off, hanging out at a few really cool, very authentic English pubs (which I'll miss) and visiting a few more places of interest while trying to avoid getting hacked to pieces in the street. I always seem to manage to be here when some really scary shit (like the Olympics) is happening. It will be nice to head back to the relative safety of New York City.
I've been going over some emails from a couple of my favorite Sorority babes (in both Connecticut and Miss.) I've waited until now as they will occasionally send spread-pussy pics and the like along with it. Apparently -there was indeed some pretty serious stuff posted online about me after my visit -that I'll need to check out and deal with
(from the girl I fucked late Sunday night before I left). Not surprising I guess since in retrospect that fuck/release was a monster and even way out did my B-day night with the Newlyweds. But that was nearly 5 weeks ago, or at least it will be come this weekend. So yeah I'm looking to have a great time on my return. And NO definite plans yet. I'll just have to see what my buddies have planned. Fuck - I hope they haven't forgotten about me.
My Flight leaves at 10:30 a.m. London time (thank god once again) and arrives in New York at 1:10 p.m. (New York time) which still amazes me. But when I'm this horny a lot of random rather ordinary things tend to amaze me. That probably because I've managed to maintain my moratorium on English pussy that I instigated when I was here last September. Now I'm sure a lot of people will be bitching, whining and getting mad at me and wondering why the fuck that is? Don't worry as I'm more than happy to tell you why the fuck that is. Everyone knows that France is really close to England (except maybe Kim Kardashian and 92% of all American High school students). In fact you can even swim to France from here. There's like 1,000 years of shared history between the 2 countries with ALOT of French words being absorbed into both British and American English. One French word that somehow only got introduced into American English but most definitely NOT British English was the word "DOUCHE". And by that I don't refer to the term "douche bag" (even though I must point out that I've yet to hear it over here) but rather the usage as in "clean your fucking snatch bitch -please!!!!"
So much has happened to me over here, but I know most people wouldn't find it very interesting. Hell - I wouldn't find it interesting. I've essentially been working my ass off, hanging out at a few really cool, very authentic English pubs (which I'll miss) and visiting a few more places of interest while trying to avoid getting hacked to pieces in the street. I always seem to manage to be here when some really scary shit (like the Olympics) is happening. It will be nice to head back to the relative safety of New York City.
I've been going over some emails from a couple of my favorite Sorority babes (in both Connecticut and Miss.) I've waited until now as they will occasionally send spread-pussy pics and the like along with it. Apparently -there was indeed some pretty serious stuff posted online about me after my visit -that I'll need to check out and deal with
(from the girl I fucked late Sunday night before I left). Not surprising I guess since in retrospect that fuck/release was a monster and even way out did my B-day night with the Newlyweds. But that was nearly 5 weeks ago, or at least it will be come this weekend. So yeah I'm looking to have a great time on my return. And NO definite plans yet. I'll just have to see what my buddies have planned. Fuck - I hope they haven't forgotten about me.
