Bechamel in Marseille

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SO, Belfast. I have no pictures uploaded yet, it will be sometime in the future, I don’t know when.

BUt it was amazing, and yes the Guiness rocked. I had about a pint every night…which resulted in my subsequent weight gain of 4 kg! Aigo.

People were so friendly and my hostel was excellent. I’ll divulge into the details when I get the pictures up.

ANYWAYS, how did Jooree spend her Christmas?

WELL, I spent Christmas Eve puking up disgusting Indian food on the account of me being drunk after 5 glasses of Champagne and crying in the a locked bathroom stall. AHh, merry christmas to me. Also, the day started out horrible with me realizing that I was In France alone for the holidays.

BUT, my one good friend, ms. gan, called me which brightened my day. (thanks for the card dude) SO, not too bad. Christmas Day was better as Alex and I drove around Marseilles. (apparently he doesn’t celebrate Christmas which explains why he watched TV last year alone for Christmas). So we had a very expensive, french food (aka pretty food but not enough of it) at a really pretty restaurant next to the sea. I’ll definitely be coming back to that place. The interior was gorgeous, dark cherry wood accented with white linen….and quiet and empty. Ah c’etait tres sympa.

Speaking of Alex, I’ve forgotten how hard relationships are. I believe we had our first fight yesterday on the account of misunderstanding. But it affected me to the point where I had a bottle of whiskey and was sitting in a cold bath, crying. (well mostly because I thought we had broken up). It’s odd how one person can affect you so much even if you try to deny it all the time. With that, it also scares the crap out of it. I can look at this as a lesson on how I should keep myself locked up, but somehow this is more fun and far more satisfying, even if it is temporary…

New Year’s Resolution
1) Find a job
2) Figure life out
3) Be happy
4) don’t let crap get to you

Merry Christmas to everyone and a Happy New Year’s.

Drink recette

HAPPY NEW YEAR
1/4 oz of brandy
3/4 oz ruby port
3/4 oz of Orange juice
4 oz champagne

Currently Reading The Girls’ Guide to Hunting and Fishing By Melissa Bank see related

Boarding at the French Alps

SO what did Jooree do this weekend?

here’s a hint

Oh thats right bitches. I went boarding in the French Alps

Parloup is the name of the resort. It’s about 2 hours from Aix. And it was SO FUCKING COLD! AH! LIke 20 deg F at the most.

It was AMAZING, well the snow was. I had to rent a board, which was crap because NOBODY in France boards. So they had no idea which way was goofy and totally fucked up on my bindings. OH and there was no stomp pad. So I was almost falling on my ass.

Well, I boarded with this guy

yea he’s 50. And he boards way better than my brother. Shocking.

At least Alex had a good time laughing at me.

So after 3 hours of falling on my ass, we had lunch, where I got spectacularly drunk

Then we went again…

That’s Yan. He’s 33, married to a 44 year old woman and loves to board. It was only me, him, and Bernard who boarded. Everyone else skied way TOO FUCKING FAST.

So after feeling like an idiot, we went home around 8. I was so fucking bruised my knees an ass still hurt. And I’m still cold. But it was fun. Sort of. I just need to……have my board?? Not go with French people?

Drinkk recette
FAHRENHEIT 5000
1/2 oz Cinnamon schnapps
1/2 Absolut pepper vodka
1 Dash tabasco sauce

This is my response to ryan, my dear dear UCR dongsheng…(and he’s single!)

ryan’s list

here is a list of things girls should know and fucking accept. =)
1. Learn to work the toilet seat; if it’s up put it down.
2. Do not cut your hair. Ever.
3. Sometimes, he is not thinking about you. Live with it.
4. Get rid of your cat.
5. Sunday = Sports.
6. If you think you are fat, you probably are. Do not ask us.
7. Anything you wear is fine. Really.
8. You have enough clothes.
9. You have too many shoes.
10. Crying is blackmail.
11. Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work.
12. Mark anniversaries on a calendar.
13. Yes, peeing standing up is more difficult than peeing from pointblank range. We are bound to miss sometimes.
14. Yes and no are perfectly acceptable answers.
15. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.
16. Do not fake it. We would rather be ineffective than deceived.
17. Anything we said six or eight months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
18. If you do not dress like the Victoria’s Secret girls, do not expect us to act like soap opera guys.
19. If something we said could be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad and angry, we meant the other one.
20. Let us ogle. If we do not look at other women, how can we know how pretty you are?
21. Do not rub the lamp if you do not want the genie to come out.
22. You can either ask us to do something OR tell us how you want it done … not both.
23. Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.
24. Women wearing Wonderbras and low-cut blouses lose their right to complain about having their boobs stared at

My response

here is a list of things guys should know and fucking accept. =)
1. Learn to work the toilet seat. It came with the lid DOWN.
2. Please cut your goddamn hair!
3. We’re always thinking about you. Even when we don’t want to. We can’t help it.
4. Get rid of your expensive car/poker/sports/las vegas habit.
5. Sunday = Snuggling.
6. If you think you look good, ask us to make sure. 98% we never like how you look.
7. Anything you wear is not ok. Who still shops for you? Your mom?
8. You have enough porn.
9. You have too much porn.
10. We cry. Tough. Deal with it.
11. Pick up on the subtle hints.
12. Remember the fucking anniversary.
13. How hard is to pee standing up?
14. Yes, no, and maybe are perfectly acceptable answers.
15. Sex that lasts for 5 min is a problem. See a doctor.
16. Be glad we fake it. 80% of you guys can’t do it right and rather than crush your fragile egos, we fake it.
17. Anything we said six or eight months ago is admissible in an argument.
18. We will never dress like victoria secret girls so stop stealing our catalogs.
19. If something you said could be interpreted two ways, then we’ll take both into consideration and ultimately pick the one that makes us sad and angry.
20. If you’re ogling other girls are you really comparing? And if you are, shame on you!
21. Sometimes the genie comes out without rubbing the lamp.
22. Do something right the first time.
23. Christopher Columbus he died thinking he found a way to India when he actually landed somewhere in America.
24. Hm..the one point I agree on.

UGH.

Anyways, the french are fucking crazy. Now don’t get me wrong, I generally like the french. Love the place, the bread (oh the bread), and I guess I like the french because of my boyfriend. HOWEVER, a little incident last night proved otherwise for me.

We have this fucking crazy neightbor downstairs. He claims that ever single noise that he hears is from our apartment. Which is fucking retarded because he lives in a FUCKING APARTMENT. IT CAN’T BE SILENT ALL THE TIME PEOPLE FUCKING LIVE HERE! And whats worse is that our upstairs neighbor is a bit noisy so he gets angry at us for that. He has gone so far as to turn off our electricity, buzzed the apartment at 4 in the FUCKING MORNING and make our lives miserable.

I, bien sur, was unware of all of this because I don’t spend many nights at home. One night, I noticed the consistent pounding he does on his ceiling and I asked Ilona how long it had been going on. She had 3 weeks. 3 WEEKS? I was like fine and let it go.

Oh then he starts buzzing the apartment. Now my appartment is on 11th floor. SO I start running down the stairs. I was so fucking pissed. Then I see his fat little badly-tanned, badly balding ass get on the elevator. So I knew it was him buzzing the apartment. I run back upstairs, and me and ilona start pounding on his door. I start screaming at him in english and he starts screaming at us. We scream some more than his wife comes out and grabs her husband inside.

So I thought it would be the end of that. Then last night, I was being quiet, but I prepared to go out. So i carried my heels to the front door when the buzzing starts again. I pick it up and he’s yelling at. I politely wish him good night asnd hang up. I then leave only to confront him before the elevator. He starts in again about the “noise”.

Ok let me describe him. Think of an ugly italien man in his 50’s wearing a ugly nylon jogging suit. Thats him.

SO I look at him and yell back saying it wasn’t us but the neighbors above. Then I turn to get onto the elevator and then the motherfucker shoves me.

I almost fall and I’m still reeling from the shock. I whip around, take my hat off, smooth my hair, then get up really close to his face and yell “hit me motherfucker”

He backs off and turns around. I follow him, yelling at him to hit me. He shoves me again, then I shove him back, then he shoves me again then I get really close to his face and scream at him to hit me and how fucking crazy he is. He looks angry and scared and threatens to push me down the stairs. He makes a fist, which I ignore and I tell him to throw me down the stairs. He scowls, yells then goes back inside.

I’m so angry at this point i haven’t realized that my nails have been digging into my palms. I turn around and head to the elevator, where I promptly burst into tears.

Alex tells me I need a man to tell my fucking neighbor off. But It makes me uncomfortable that I need someone else to fight my battles. What gives anybody the right to pick on people that they can threaten? I think Monsieur Simone just made his worst enemy.

Drink recette

.46 MAGNUM
1 oz whiskey
1/2 oz Black Label whiskey
1/2 oz Romana Black Sambuca
1/2 oz of whiskey

Mix together and enjoy…