Just one more…
When you’re really tired and off to bed it’s soo nice to get a little gentle kiss on the cheek. A little kiss that says “I care about you”. From a friend, a lover, a partner, a brother or sister, it doesn’t matter.
There are so many people I want to give a kiss on the cheek tonight.
And then there are a few I want to give a kiss somewhere else.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
My last post today will be this…
Sleep tight bitches, I sure will.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
Okey, check this out!
Britney Spears new single, people! Enjoy, I already love it.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
I have to say that Swedes are a little boring sometimes. When I lived in England I knew my neighbours, we helped eachother and sometimes we met in the garden and had a cup of tea together. Very nice and the way it should be. I’m not saying that you have to love your neighbours and be like a fucking family but come on…
I was on my way down to my car an hour ago. Opened the apartment door, locked it and when I do this I can hear the neighbour on the second floor unlocking her door, she was on her way out aswell. I walk down the stairs…
…and she is “hiding”, waiting for me to pass her door and leave before she’s willing to leave her apartment.
*yawn*
I’m not a monster and I don’t bite unless you want me to.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
My sister, I love her to death but she’s having “blonde moments” a little too often I would say. (I’m not that brainy myself, you don’t have to send me an e-mail telling me that)
Picture yourself being away all day long, meetings, lunch with friend, back and forth, hurry hurry and when you get back home you tell your mum something and your sis is sitting next. “What?”, “I don’t get it”, “Tell me”, all you want is some piece and quiet, a nice cup of tea and great music. You get frustrated, telling her “Whatever”, “None of your buisness right now”, “Pleeease” but she keeps on going…you are getting pissed off, like a little bit, she’s annoying and you realize you have to tell her about it to make her shut up. These two pics are taken in that very moment, in France, when I do had to tell my sister. (taken by my dad)
Haha.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
Nu är jag hemma och kan skriva lite svensk. Jätte god middag i Palace, kött och salad. Man kan inte äta mycket potatis eller pasta, it’s not good for your body. Jag är lite rädd att gå upp i vikt när jag inte kan dansa så mycket, måste stå på vågen. Därför jag gick till gymmet innan middagen. Svettades och svettades och svettades, bra Michel, good dog 🙂
I kväll ska den vara lugn och fin, svara på mail, surfa och ringa några telefon samtal. Så jag tro det blir många posts att läsa här.
Se du! Jag är så dålig att jag sjäms nu när jag ska trycka publish men jag är ärlig, det är den viktiga, isn’t it? Jag ska ringa David och få en nytt svenskt ord också.
Kramar och pussar
/Michel
Last night me and David talked about languages, the difference between Swedish and English and stuff. I tried to teach him Bristish English (the British accent, he speaks American English right now) and he tought me a few new Swedish words AND how to pronounce.
(when we do these kind of things we usually end up making fun of eachother and laughing our butts off)
Well, I learnt two new words. Surkuk (word-for-word “surly cock”) and menshora (word-for-word “menstruation whore”). Not very nice words, insults, big time. BUT that made me think that why not write a post in Swedish. To practise and for me to realize that I should take language classes in Swedish. My mum has been nagging me about it since I moved here. I will do that later this afternoon, a post, no classes.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
When I recieve mail from people I don’t know I find it hard NOT to reply even though I shouldn’t.
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Mail #1
I live in Gothenburg and I want to fuck you. Tomorrow?
Reply
I live in Gothenburg and I have been waiting for you all my life. Wanna marry me?
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Mail #2
Hello!
Your blog is crap, just wanted you to know that. And you are even worse. Every time I read a new post I want to throw up…or just beat you up real good. You deserve it. If it’s not me I hope someone else does it. Go back to the UK where you come from, fag.
Reply
So let me ask you why you read it? Let me ask you why you care? Let me ask you why you waste your precious time on writing me this e-mail? Let me TELL you that I was born in Sweden.
I’ll be having dinner at Palace in Gothenburg in about two hours and leave after about an hour, take the chance when I walk around the corner back to my car, all alone. Chicken.
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Huggies and kisses
/Michel
It’s time for me, after two cups of tea and a look in the mirror, to recommend five nice blogs.
My lovely number 1: Pull my hair
– An American sweetheart, my dirty naughty hon. A blog about love and hate, sex and desire. I’m addicted.
And number 2: Att vara Alex Schulman
– A Swedish blog, written by Alex Schulman. He’s provoking, he’s hating and he’s making fun of this and that. Awesome. Brilliant.
(I read a few Swedish blogs every day to improve my Swedish btw. Cause I suck)
Number 3: Mortality
– A young girl whos writing about her life, ups and downs…and sex.
Number 4: Bobbys bacon
– A blog written by a Swedish gay guy in Stockholm. He’s a dancer/singer/entertainer and writes about his life, thought and everyday work. Humour. Irony. Actualities.
Number 5: Gaysense
– I love this guys beautiful, lovely, hot pics. Guys, guys, guys.
Number 6: Towntalk
– Dutch is not my language and if I happen to get a word or two I’m happy BUT they’re very nice guys and deserves a recommendation (esp. if you speak Dutch). Back at ya!
There you go, 6 recommendations. Now get your sweet butt away from my blog and show these girls and guys your appreciation.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
It’s the blog day today and I will definitly recommend five superb blogs later on today.
The Blog Day, does that mean you have to blog your heart out today, at least ten posts today? Flaunt your body and soul, all your secrets?
Really?
I will do my very best to satisfy you today, both mentally and physically.
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
My Michelicious behaviour 