andrus on eestlane... täna ma jutustan sellise loo!

good times in københavn as usual. today was highlighted by a camel in højbroplads! It was super cute! Shopped a lot and got some cool bjørn borg stuff. i was so hungover on sunday that we didnt get up until 22.00 at which point i couldnt even fathom leaving the apartment. saturday night, i stopped by my aussie friend´s goodbye party which was nice, shes moving to san francisco, yah! more hookups! kbh was uber cold but it was managable. i am happy to get back to my own shower as the lovely city still has third world showers... well thats a bad comparison but you get the point. Marie is injured as usual after falling off her cycle and is still rather marked up. on saturday night at PAN some how I won the numbers competition which has never happened before. þórir nancy and i continued onto cosy and nevermind after flippi landed a terrorist. nancy and i stuck it out with our boy for a while drinking julebryg and dancing to aqua. we couldnt go swimming and this was rather depressing as we couldnt stick to our usual routine. and havent come up with a wintertime replacement... saturday in any case was a preparty with icelandic lesbians which was a fun change... the weekend award goes to þórir for being a funny bunny on saturday and honourable mention goes to flippi for sticking with tradition and ensuring a pull during one of my visits... he´s slowly seeing the world with my company :)
heathrow is annoying to fly from full stop. get on the plane. 35 min delay to wait for a departure slot. 30 minutes of circling around the bloody airport. 10 minutes wait while the stupid plane in our gate got its act together and left. total plane time= 3.35 min. usual flight time= 1.55 min. bastards. at least i was in the lounge before hand. although it's funny that the brits get so flammed up about it while all the scans just accept it. and it's a bloody british airport, you think they would be used to it by now. I still just felt so... good it KBH. I do really miss it. It was nice speaking the dansk again and just seeing familiar faces, even my usual 7/11 girl not to mention friends... so i am more confused than ever about what to do when i graduate. shit. well it was nice to be able to say to my dudes that i'll see them in iceland in a few weeks. i never really do say goodbye! as for toronto, i'll be there already in 2.5 weeks! time flies.

på PAN.


nytårsaften...


min gamle lejlighed... :(

don't mess with me! godt nytår!
fester i københavn...

well i made it here unharmed... i was just so happy to get here although it is damn cold! i had to start directing tourists in the terminal cuz everything had closed as our flight was late due to 'strong winds over scandinavia'. but i was so happy just to see pretty things and pretty people! not much has changed since i was here about six weeks ago. Kiddi still has food i bought in the fridge which I am going to have to deal with because i fear that a colony of mold might take over the flat. kiddi is still watching the catherine tate show, the same dvd over and over again so I really don't feel like i am out of the loop :) it's damn cold outside but i need to get out and go shopping, bank, etc. my breakfast has been an overload of icelandic candy and i feel rather ill. oh i stole an apple from the lounge. so i'm not doing that badly! i am going to go call þøll soon to see how her overnight in stansted went. I thought maybe i would get over wanting to move back here by now but i still want to. it is such a nice time of year and its just so damn pretty! danes do xmas well! well i have to go shower... im rather demotivated to do so because denmark for one reason or another has the worst showers on the planet... or maybe its just copenhagen... well if thats all there is to complain about things cant be that bad... i ned to go buy food! and im not allowed to talk about sofias knee or being the leader of the icelandic mafia. the commission has informed me that this statement is false due to the fact that i am not actually icelandic. so i think i have been demoted to the ringleader of the icelandic followers society of southwest london and northeastern rwanda. i miss my marie!

going to københavn for weekenden...
so so long farewell... auf wie... no but i have handed my big coursework in so it's time for celebration and i'll be back monday. on top of that i get to test out my new gold card with the lounge! this is going to be happy days! thøll is going to denmark as well so we are leaving sofia here to fend for herself with the homechoice engineer visit saturday... alone!
so iøm on my way and itøll be ok...
my danish number is +45 60 77 71 34 and i will be at the hilton if anyone needs me...

JOKES!

well sofia has had a rough time without our cable... homechoice.
thankfully an engineer came today... he came and the door wouldn't open so he had a nice intro to her ass when she came back up the stairs in her pyjamas.... thankfully we are all fixed and she even had a crash course so now when she talks, it's with homechoice lingo involving retorical statements about channels i've never heard of, terms like VOD and replay and stuff i'm never going to figure out.
we also have a crazy neighbour that stays up at all hours doing dishes and the window so happens to be directly across from sofia's closet or bedroom.... whatever word floats your boat...
so today to solve the privacy issue.... our dishcrazy friend got a little boob jiggle show which sofia will solve the issue for some time.
our last attempt to ward her off from window domination was putting þöll in the window to just stare. all that did was force her to shut the blinds for the first time... we think...
i'm currently trying to kill myself with calculations and coursework. all done for thursday, just when i though i was on the homestretch for CPH, no... london has been forcasted to receive 20cm of snow on thursday according to my finnish lecturer. yippee... oh fucking hell is more like it... so we'll see if i ever make it out...
i'm getting a cold and got þöll to take my shift... which was mean as she had no prep... but i had no choice.. ive been chewing raw ginger all day and i get the weirdest looks from people... although some people have actually loved it! i think its a new way of picking up... i also just read that it is the only way to make your sperm taste better. -men's health. nov issue!
hehehe

my management project is going to be the end of me. full stop.
my flatmate is going to start working at my bar... hehe. that will be funny! i've decided that britain is just an incompetent country. it takes forever to do anything here... just changing the direct debit for my rent took a total of 3 hours of my life to change because my lettings agent is incompentent. and I blame all of the UK!
that is all. back to work. oh right and our internet and cable are down for an unknown reason and that has taken 3 weeks to arrange an engineer to come and fix it tomorrow. some estos need the internet you know! we do live off it!
ugh.

in attempt to force a lemon up rachel-beaver's nose... i gayly miss and get a very good beaver expression in return which usually precedes the aussie version of land of the silver birch...

it looks like transformers!

it all goes wrong after pride...





flippi gets a new mumu! it's it pretty!








looking rough at pride...








fighting over the lifesaver... sofia greets us in da park.








icelandic pose at dusk.







andrew makes it on the pridefest site :)
thorir looks grrr8!

in front of buckingham palace with marie and héðinn...












sofia and andrew take the bus!


christian is easily enthused! :)









þöll my new flatmate!

gill's being a bit loopy so i decided to check out the bin! and later fell in...










claudio, the italian we met in morocco








gill shares her date for the evening with me!

i have been working both for uni and at the bar like never before. Project management is going to be the end of me! Spent all weekend at home lacking social life which is only fair because I need to compensate from being in Brazil... with uni work that is... just came back from my bling gym and it is official... I put on 2 kilos in brazil. go team! at least it was well worth it... the pizza and sushi was just sooo good.. i'm getting pictures downloaded now so i should have more up soon... going to KBH on thursday right from uni. Sofia has bought the BULKIEST gift for me to take to her nephew. I Tiger from Winnie the pooh that does tricks. it is in a box bigger than my bag. this is going to be fun! my partners in crime... well flatmates, were out last night as usual to get hit on my sleezy men which happens quite a lot. one has a stalker. no joke... but he can't spell in texts so she is a BEECH after ignoring him last night... well that's what he called her in the text. she left her mobile at home because one day no joke, he called 25 times... ITALIANS are WHACK! I'm gonna work more before xmas so I can have a bit more cash for island at new year. well I am going to go procrastinate more and clean my room...
time goes so fast... i'm going to canada for xmas in almost 3 weeks...
my work of the day is chucklet.
Little britain series 3 show 1 was SO good! anne performing celine is the best anne ever! although i don't think celine will ever be sung the same way again...
really disappointed with the Thai wife skit. it was done really poorly...

and þórir is dead to me again... apparently he has the best timing in the world for his weekend getaways! he is trying to ditch my visit and go to berlin next weekend. how rude! typical... well i have already texted a world of profanity to him so I am quite at peace with the idea now. It´s ok i heard he eats danish minge these days and if he goes, i get his bed!
mazaltof!

wow... this doesn't do me favours!















it's not easy being a leather daddy...













gay piggy-backs are not the new trend in fulham apparently!

well i have come home to my little icelandic world in london... so i definitely feel at peace now. i can't get too far away from flurgens without twitching a bit... the closest thing i had on the trip was norwegians but that just provocked mockery. I am stupid tired. Have just flown for 22 hours. drugged myself to sleep from Sao Paulo to Toronto, swindled my way into the Executive lounge and had a shower and then fly home and did a massive amount of coursework. so far, a superstar.
it was weird being in toronto for only 2 hours. after this experience, i never want to eat so much plane food in such a short time. On my way to Toronto, on my way to Brazil, I was upgraded which was a wonderful mix of dvds and cosmos. Although they cut me off those when I drank all the cranberry juice. true story. 'allegedly'.
i've come back to harsh reality with a big meeting tomorrow for a project and they are making me work tomorrow night and friday! what a world..
I bought a gay magazine in Brazil just to check it out. well, jesus murphy! never open one of those in public transport!
i mean it seems all innocent and then suddenly you can't get enough cock. it's as if they spring off the page. boy that was enbarrassing!
i am happy to say that i am back in london for a whole 8 days before venturing off to my beloved KBH.
sofia and þöll have been missed, i must say... i laughed so hard when i got home to hear about the stories of þöll being brainwashed in to door to door sales... then she comes in and does the pitch on us. she knows in a way that the scheme is a pyramid scheme but she is so into it! its great. stories of bell ringing and circle chanting to inspirational visits to head office. shes going far apparently... i need to hear more but for now I am a dead beaver and off to bed it is... tomorrow is another day of london crap to deal with. not to mention my student transport card has been declined because the expird date is wrong... i hate LONDON TRANSPORT. godnat!

well drank beer all day at the beach today with brazillians trying to talk to us which becomes really boring after days of experience!
The fag days are over and i am going to get a new tattoo to cover up the existing one... but it is a really cool design incorporating a triangle. i was going to go for something tribal but that is sooo overdone. only in brazil do they have pizza and sushi joints in one! and i love both! met a really cool fashion designer from london that has come here and loved it so much that she just wants to stay. she speaks portuguese like a local. amazing. she helped me design my tattoo and is going to be my tag along for the experience... she does all the translation. it is so much cheaper here to get it done as opposed to EU.
the straight boys are becoming excessively entertaining with their attempts to pull brazillians... it actually works so well. gringos aka foreigners are an infatuation here... they love us... more them... although i have a gay fan club that have already invited me to stay at their places over and over again... good times although i took a rain check. im trying to hold off on the hungerpains... ouch. last night i was supposed to go with the boys to sirena, the bling club but i passed out and remained that way all night. but tonight is the night and tomorrow i am supposed to head back to são paulo for some bonding time..
the club is rated one of the best in the world and they know how to party here. i think i said that already... oops!
i think i am having anxiety about going back already... nooo. and it is going to take me a fortnight to get there... fuck!
i keep listening to my music and danish and estonian music is still making me homesick... a good night at a club here will clear me up i hope...
postcards on the way... x

well today has been the best day in the world for weather on the beach. i sat very contently with my ipod listening to music and tanning. i drank beer all day and am bloated like fuck. sat with the aussie/brazillian possé which was fun but tiring because it is a bitch to understand both sides of the team. ended the day playing volleyball and surprisingly... we won and i was a damn star as well! i miss my danes a lot and i do miss being home a bit. i have such wikid memories of beaching it in denmark and being drunk on the beach with my milkshake among other people. but the aussies are a good substitute. except they talk about girls a lot which gives me only so much opportunity to interject... ive been really quiet for reasons of understanding but the aussies do speak backcountry talk which has been a hassle. smoking a bit which is a bit. stoned myself into sleep last night with some homos we met. one is a complete clone of chiuaua aka viktor. it is really scary. walk talk and aura. got it all... got i have put on a lot of weight... but all in good fun. chow down sessions are truly the best thing about holiday. they have fruits here that have no translation and they are fucking awesome! there is one called açaí which is they best sorbet that has ever crossed my path. i think it was almost orgasmic!
well i am going to change my tattoo if i can. i met a coold brit named andrea and she is going to design me a cover up and i am going to do it up. will report as sometimes usual. well ten-four on the 3.20.

well its been crap weather but rio was wikid... i climbed jesus... saw the cristo retendor statue... which was quite amazing after so much hype from the pictures... met an austrian guy who i called the mountain goat. despite my attempts to live up to the name in gibraltar, he surpasses me by far. climbed 710m, 9 km in the same time it took us in a car with 2 stops....
anyways... love aussies... coolest people oive met here. ive become an honourary aussie! i think actually im a breederhag... in rio we boozed a lot and i had a room with 4 aussies and an irish surfer named kieran... it was all the fun.
some aussies just arrived and were well jetlagged and so the room essentially was a big hole for energy. we were in room g and for this reason called it the g-hole... :)
hungout at an irish bar a bit with norwegians and i couldnt help getting drunk and mocking them for various reasons although they took it well. my latest beef was the guy who pressed charges against a woman for raping him in his sleep.... what an afgoerelse...
rio was insane... did a tour of a favela, a ghetto and that was insane. it is runned by druglords and police just cant go there. we had to get special permission to go on the tour. they have watchdogs everywhere monitoring for police although we were totally welcomed with permission. bought some cool art from some streetkids. people were surprisingly smiley. it was well worth it...
the sushi here is alle tiders! it is amazing. met the funniest aussie hick who we called aussie wayne. he had the funniest laugh and the best racial slurs... it was so bad but i had some place in my heart for him after DK. well im just updating... going to one of the top 10 clubs in the world tomorrow... strangely enough ive been there before and didnt know it...
staying in a hostel that is so over booked because of b-zil holidays... they converted a back room of the kitchen so 5 aussies and i can crash there! will report!

i have to retract my previous statement due to the nature of my bike being seized by another keyholder... oh bike politics are a bitch.

well being the nice guy that i am, i have handed over the keys to my muchly cherished bicycle to my dearest of friends who now claims that it has disappeared!
what is a guy to do! no bicycle! well i have sent my agents into the field for further investigation and will hopefully have the full report back soon. then i can properly call þórir a fool... no offence!
I have rendered myself ridiculously busy with friends, uni and work... not sure why I have done it this way but anyways... i feel the pain!
Britain is such a fucking nightmare... for some reason people just need to waste my time and i am really not sure why! something so simple can just take forever because of stupid bureaucracy! why! I spent 45 minutes in my letting agency just to change my directdebit for our rent which i couldn´t actually do in the end because no one knew how!
work has screwed up my pay... on top of it. thank god my bar does well because otherwise I wouldn´t work there. i love the tips! man they are good for london.
to Brazil it will be on saturday and I am well excited although it is going to be a long trip.
Just booked my ticket back to copenhagen, yah! at this rate i am never going to settle into london. I have to jet around too much... i think it is going to be a negative thing in the end but i think it will tone down after xmas.
we have new furniture from ikea which is very fun and exciting and þöll is so amazing... she´s my new favouritest flatemate... somehow she enjoys building ikea furniture... and she´s a lot more cleanly than the unmentionable wife of mine... the two of them are still looking for proper jobs. þöll wants to work in a museum or something, sofia has an interview at my optical store tomorrow. I think they should work at starbucks but that´s for personal reasons!

the moral of the story is... business networks are more complicated than you think. don´t try one at home. this project management course is going to kill me. the end.

if someone wrote my next essay... it would be som en blix från himlen!