5th april 2006

this is not me

last night went very well, i went into resi bar and met my parents there (the bar im the manager of until sunday), we played nageln, this is a game where you all get a nail in a log of wood and dit it with the claw end taking one turn each, the last one in is the loser and buys the shots, i won six games, i was pissed.

Elisa was in the reception when we came back, she was going to join us for a drink but was unfortunately doing the number crunching from the 120 students she brought to the hotel last weekend and it took a long time, i was drunk at her but she doesn´t mind.

One of her idiot colleagues gave her a massage in reception last night while i was standing there, this made me uncomfortable, he was being a sleazy typical austrian when he asked her "will Richard mind if i give you a massage" in german, i , speaking that particular language fluently having lived here a long time.

Of course I´d bloody mind you dumb fuckstick, if you lay a single hand on the love of my life in presence ever i will smash this very pint glass in my hand over your head and then individually feed each sliver of broken glass into your arsehole, was what I managed not to say, and didn´t seem the jealous boyfriend

and won,

yay

edit - that is

Selbstverständlich wurde ich blutiger Verstand Sie stummes fuckstick, wenn Sie eine einzelne Hand auf die Liebe meines Lebens in der Anwesenheit legen, überhaupt, das ich dieses Pintglas in meinem überreiche Ihren Kopf und dann einziehe einzeln jeden Splitter des defekten Glases in Ihr Arschloch, war was ich, handhatte nicht zu sagen zertrümmere,

in german, by the way