Game on

After my last e-mail and the recorded delivery letter thing to the owners of my chick-magnet/debauchery-central apartment, i've had no response

They were either on holiday in Egypt - in denial, then - or quivering under their plush duvet or just playing dead

Tonight however, lo and behold, i recieved a reply

A reply which basically said "O.K, no worries, we've lined up a series of visits in the mornings, at midday and in the evenings so as to sooooo piss you off that you'll hasten your exit from our premises"

As things stand with my flat hunting and whatnot, i might just be better off investing in a tent and heading on out to go and live with the down-and-outs at the Canal St Martin

Cripes, i have 8 weeks ahead of me to find a palace to my liking that only costs the price of a shoebox *au pair/house keeper are optional but more than welcome as long as she's in the 18 to 25 year old age range*

To cap things off, tomorow, i have to see an ex-trainee of my favorite kind, one who's going to relate me, in all of it's lurid and gory detail, her complicated sex life

Yup ... me and the raving-bonkers-mad chicks make a pair .. plus ça change :'(