Archive for the ‘clean’ Category

I want something in return
October 4, 2007

Didn’t do good at all in the studio, my ankle is acting up. It allows me to dance around on my toes but as soon as I try to put my heel down it hurts. Stupid. Frustrating. And I can’t dance like that.

Lap dance on saturday so I won’t be practising with Maria anymore this week. I better let my ankle rest tomorrow.

Asked Andy to get here and help me clean my flat tonight, it was a joke, of course. My friends shouldn’t be my maids. (or shall they?)

‘Okey, I will help you but then I want something in return.’
‘And what is that?’
‘I’m not gonna tell you, are you up for it?’
‘I don’t know, I don’t know what it is! What the hell, I’ll do it…or give it to you or say it or whatever it is. It’s a deal.’
‘Hahaha see you tonight then babe.’

I’m a little nervous I have to say.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

They’re on their way
September 21, 2007

Okey, they’ll be here in an hour. My mooother and father. I’m ready and my flat looks great…I think *looking all around*

Yeah, good enough, what the heck.

And I’ve made the bed in the guestroom for them, purple sheets, the ones I don’t want in my bed *smiles*
I love white sheets, always want them white. White is da thing! It looks nice and clean, doesn’t it, like a hotel room 😀

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

“…Working on my fitness…”
September 4, 2007

Good morning people!
Time to get up now, isn’t it.

Had a very nice evening with David yesterday even though we didn’t succeed with the shelf. A nice bath and then I dropped him off at his place.

Today I have to get my lazy bum to the gym *singing* “..working on my fitness, he’s my witness…” and the physiotherapist. I have to vacuum (WOOHOO) and iron the huge pile of clothes on the floor in the closet. I have to, didn’t say I’m going to. We’ll see about that.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel

Who had sex in the master bathroom?
July 22, 2007

David, Martin and Andy just left. They came here to talk about last night, gossip.

I wanted to know who had sex in the master bathroom (my sis found a disgusting used condom when she cleaned earlier today, she threw up picking it up, I refused. Love her).

Martin: – She threw up? Fake! She was the one having sex in there!!
Me: – WHAT? NELLIE? (Nellie is my sis)
David: -No, she didn’t, I don’t think she did. (David grabs Martins head and presses it against the wall)
Martin: -Aaaaa, stop it! What did you do that for?
David: -Your head is so fat, big, huge…but there’s like nothing in it. And I thought it must be air so I tried to reduce the pressure in there.
And that’s it. They kept on fighting, teasing and playing all evening. I don’t know who had sex in there and I don’t know if I wanna know. The condom is in the trash and we’ve cleaned up the mess. Michel is tired.

Huggies and kisses
/Michel