moldy hell!

Hey babes. So I guess I'm pretty shiesty when it comes to updating this thaaaang, but shitty internet + boyfriend in town = reasons not to! AAAAAhhhhh what I lovely weekend I did have. It was much needed, and having Nate here was truly amazing. It was sooo nice having him here! I felt like a local getting to show him around the TUBE as well as my hood. I was terrified to give the tube a try on my own without Jess but I found out that it is seriously simple.

Nate and I went to the Absolut Ice Bar on Friday night. This liquid luxury of a place gives you furry coats before you are escorted into the literally frozen room. They hand you your very own cup that has been chiseled from a block of ice, and then you chose from a selection of vodka concoctions. We chose to drink the Submarine which was vodka, lime and watermelon deliciousness. Since you're only allowed to be in there for 45 minutes, we threw back as many as we could and tried to stick our tongues to the walls. Not really, but that would have been awesome. Everyone in there was smiling from ear to ear and getting drunk to forget how cold it actually was in there. After some intimidating bouncer told us to get the frick out, we ordered one last drink behind his back and left.

On Saturday I brought Nate to the famous Portobello Market in Kensington. There were butt loads of people and lots of smelly antique furniture, but we did manage to buy some cool Beatles pictures and I paid a few too many pounds for a ring that I couldn't let slip by. It started raining and the amount of hairy Italians rubbing up on us made us bolt out of there to the safe haven known as Harrods. We felt immediately at home amongst the $950,000 jewelry, Birkin Bags and Burka-d women. We decided to eat at the dim sum bar in the food hall there, which was phenomenal and not to mention prime people watching. We then moved to Selfridges, another massive department store, to look around and have some champagne. That night we had an amazing French dinner that got us full after course # 1 and we had to unbutton our pants and wait for oh, about 5 more courses to follow.

On Sunday we met up with our friend Ned who vacations in Norway and England with his family in the summer, since his mom is from Britain. I brought the guys over to my area of town where we went to a pub called The Woolpack. It has this amazing garden/patio area where we posted up for about 2 hours just catching up and shootin' the shit. After I had a few Stella's, I decided to bring them over to my studio/flat which was literally across the street from the pub. I was just scared that if I'd gone over there on a Sunday Michelle would have put us all to work, but no one was here when we arrived. They loved the place. We moved on to another pub right along the Thames, where I tried Pimms for the first time and liked it a lot. After this point things get a wee fuzzy, but we ended up at a hookah bar/restaurant where the owner seemed to not like Nate very much and the beer tasted like sweaty socks. We said bye to Ned and Nate and I went to the hotel to eat room service and watch It's Always Sunny. I got him hooked on it too.

Monday, Nate left and it was very sad seeing him go. I was so glad that he was able to make it out here, and he enjoyed the city immensely.

Zandra came in from California yesterday night and brought her crazy chaos shit storm along with her. The woman will be in a room for 2 minutes and things will be out of place, upside down, torn to bits and twisted backwards before you know it. She is a stressed out mess (what would you expect from a 70 year old who flies 12 hours every 6 days). Last night she made Michelle remove the tiles from Jess and I's shower because there is mold growing everywhere in it. Now, there is a huge wall of exposed black mold that looks like the shadow of death just sitting there staring at you. It's gross and its making Jess and I feel like crap. Someone is coming to look at it Thursday.

Today, Zandra threw a temper tantrum like a 3 year old over some lunch she had to attend. It was amusing. She likes to kick desks and chairs when she's mad. I was working on a project for her where I looked through old slides of bridal gowns she made in the 70's and 80's and scanned them onto a computer for a book that wants to use them. Tomorrow, I have to go find buttons and pins before 9 am and construct a chart for her, so that should be fun.

I'm tired and sneezy so peace outtttt! xoxoxo