DNA

My friend wikipedia has very long and interesting explanation... with all the symbols and so on... It was complicated for sunday evening...I am not going to put it out here, I may lose all my readers then ...

DNA – first thing what comes to my mind is this tv-show what has two spin-off as well... CSI. Every time there is a crime they will look for hair samples, sperm, blood and so on to get dna and then find a killer/raper/shooter and so on...

DNA – second thought is the gay magazine. Love the people who work there and I have been honored to meet... I think there is even article where my name is mentioned

Some people say that alcoholism and other bad stuff comes with genes... There are ( I mean in internet and in that place where we have lots of books ) lots of theories about this as well.. I dont belive that... We all can control our behaviour.... And then there is the rumor that homosexual have the gay gene...

I don´t know if it´s true or not, but I know that, I have a small gay gene... Thanks to that gene I can say that I have all the qualities what every gay has

* obsession about perfect six-pack
* men
* shiny disco-ball
* word "fabulous"
* very open-minded
* shoes and fashion
* everything shiny and bubbly
* divas - from Judy to Gaga ( includes Cher, Madonna, Marilun, Diana and so on )
* and other good and bad sides what makes other people love or hate us

So, if CSI next time have a „fashion-disco-diva crime, then they should start looking for this gene

Under influence part 2

just read the part 1 and then continue with that

Actually I don´t drink coffee... Not my kind of tea .... And the date who looked handsome while I opened my eyes, turned to be someone´s else boyfriend... So my longest relationship so far – 7 hours and 35.min... I was already plan our future together....

It was just a crush, and I was blinded by that....

Like me- under influence people don´t control themselves and their behaviour ( otherwise I haven´t had happy thoughst and long plans for my coffee-boy)... The end result that someone gets hurt, yourself get hurt......... or in the morning the regret is so big if you see all the text message and call you have made....... or the worst case you end up with broken face and black eye....

No matter what goes on, please control your behaviour.... Even stars have to pay price for bad behavior....

Dear Naomi ( the mobile phone ), Lindsay ( anykind of drinking ) and so on.... Please behave...

Busy

Dear reader(s)

I am just very busy at work and I don´t have so much time to put everything on the paper now.... I have lots of ideas and thoughts what must be said out.... but everything is on hold....

Under influence part 1

Morning....time is 14.12 (ok, its actually lunch) My phone rings, I can´t make it, cos its not next to me as it always is.. But I am up(ish) almost..

First look at the room – and all these thoughts coming to my head:
** OMG, I have so much to clean up
** where is my phone
** who´s underwear is that
** am I home
** oh SxxT


Rewind back to last night...... no memories at all, except the stamp(s) from the club(s) I visted and pocket full of checks.. Oh, I spent a lot.... What was going on.... ??? absolutely nothing as always. I was drunk and just under the influence of this poison.... (wait.... the „not my underwear" walks in.......cute and brings coffee )

Under influence we do many things... most of the time we regret what we did a lot, but after that cup of coffee I may re-think..... But still if I look to my past (the same way I try to remember what happend on Club HollyBonStereoTeaterKapp) there has been some things what would be great to point out as BAD things to do under influence of alcohol, drug, love or hate and so on.......
To be continued...........

My future ex-boyfriend and coffee....

But I will enjoy my coffee now....and write later when I am home

Language

Oh, I am good at many things ( Like Justin Tim – he sings, acts, dances and even has own fashion-line)... But I swallow my bitter ego and dont start write about everything I am good at.... way too many pages it will be....

But what smart people very much adore ( even less smarter people value ) is skill of talking different languages. And there are so many languages in the world.....

If I do my CV ( what happens almost every week... My updates are so important, and I want to write down all my skills, cos I want to show how GOOD I am ), there is always a point where languages come up.... All these company staff-managers can find from my very skillful CV are: Estonian, Russian, English.... But if I wanna spice up my CV ( like every normal homosexual gay goes over-board with stuff ) I could add German, Norwegian, Swedish and Finnish.... yeah, I know hoe to speak them ( a little actually ) but still...

Analyzing them all
estonian – I was born this way
russian – This used to be my playground
english – These boots are made for walking
german – I will survive
finnish – We are family
norwegian - The Best Is Yet To Come
swedish* ( just came with norwegian and swedish co-workers) - Ain't That A Kick In The Head


I think their bodies says everything..........

BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT is
Body language – and here is only 3 words „Simply the Best“

Oh, with that language I have got into so many troubles but also ended in heaven ( actually just a hotel room in top of the hotel. Like every another gold-digger / wanna-be model, dancer, singer ).

I am true to my roots

In the end it doesn´t matter what kind of language you speak, as long as you can find help and make yourself understandable !!!! What do you speak and how ?

Less is More is Less.

OMG, who said that ? I think it came from fashionista when she saw some great show where models were nude but fashion statement was said by that... Some „non-fur save animals“ show with Pamela A and Stella Mc.

But after talking to my friend wikipedia i found that.......
"Less is more", a phrase from the 1855 poem Andrea del Sarto (the faultless painter) by Robert Browning
The phrase as adopted by the architect Ludwig Mies van der Rohe as a precept for minimalist design



But is it still true ??
MAKE - UP
Part 1........ God I love beautiful people.. All the queens who wear amazing performance make-up. They look fierce, and here I think that with less make-up they can´t hide their masculine side. So MORE is better

Part 2........ Girls... Yes, these creatures who God made from Adam´s perfect six-pack so that straight guys could have fun and gays would have their divas, wear colors on their faces, so they could have free drinks int he bar.... Sometimes I can take the napkin (where I can find someone´s called John phone number and hotel / room number) and whip off the Native American paintings from face and they still have CoverGirl products on their face.... So LESS is better



RELATIONSHIP
Part 1........ there are these people who love each-other forever and only do it the most boring way – not at all. They fell in love in high-school and have never ever slept with someone else or shared love. In their life has been only one true love... And they don´t feel even tempted to look around... Maybe it´s good and works for someone... Here is LESS better (sort of)

Part 2........ Orgy....... People, no comments here.. More is better... If you need a comment, go to adult section in video store and get your answers from there... Or ask my friend wikipedia... It knows as well
Part 3... if woman has lots of sex partners - she is a w***e and here LESS is more
Part 4.... if man has a lots of sex partners – he is a hero – and here MORE is better



FASHION
part 1....Summer. Cute guys on the beach wearing swimwear, looking great (not all of them) but LESS is more... Just google any celebrity in the beach (men of course: Ryan-both of them, multi-dad David, some more) Look Simon N on this CK swimwear ad on the pic

part 2..... Winter. I can´t imagine walking around with swimwear.. I would love to have my fake Fendi fur coat and my Turkey UGG boots... And I have heard from some fashion blogger that layers are back... It means actually - that it takes another extra 10.min undress my date, so it makes for-play longer... Love it... MORE is better

part 3.... Models. LESS is more according to magazines, all the ads, catwalks and so on... Its rare if you see a XS size girl on stage or in the editorials... Mostly everything is size (-2)....... But thanks to some smart people in the world (and not my true friend wikipedia) models start to eat and there are some normal size girls also now.... Thanks God, at least I dont look so fat next to them :)



MONEY
Part 1.....as typical gold-digger from East-Europe ( at least how most of West thinks about people from former CCCP countries ) MORE is better... Freedom to own things and people (like Big-O does- everyone in her audience loves her cos all the presents she gives out) Money gives you more possibilties to do stuff
Part 2..... there are people who live without money... Like mother T... She just helped and asked other to support her activities.. So actually she was rich diva but she gave all away. Sharing is caring... More you care, more happier you are... So MORE is better

HOLLYWOOD
Part 1 / 2 .... Bad movies get sequels and good tv shows get cancelled... Its all about the taste, but still I think that its not a fair game like in sports they love to say... There only the best can win !!!!
I miss Will & Grace show, what ended after 8 seasons....

In the end, we can´t say that less is more. Sometime its Vice Versa.. So don´t follow this golden rule.. Go with the instinct (not Sharon stone way with the ice-knife) and I promise you, you will look amazing and you feel great !!!

Awards

And the award goes to / and the winner is.......

There is always smarter people than me and I am not denying it... As far as I know, wikipedia is one of them... yes, it´s a person, cos it knows all the answers to my questions....***An award is something given to a person or a group of people to recognize excellence in a certain field; a certificate of excellence***

I watched Emmy last night and it made me think ( as hard as it is to do ). It is a great feeling a winning the award. There is so many categories where people can win awards... And sometimes people even can see it how people make their way to theses awards – mostly sports related...

Thanks to TV we have all kind of shows where you can win. Old days ( when I was still young and men still found me attractive while I was dancing in Nightman ) there were throphys (and they were golden, heavy and shiny) for the winners, but these days (when people think that Lindsay can act and global warming is a issue) there are no more these shiny stuff....

Examples
1) for winning a Idol show – fine, you get some money but then you have to make an album... More work to do, after several months competing with singers ( who sometimes barely can sing but get to next round cos they are cute – thanks to 13 – 16 teenager female voters ) and when its over, the hard work starts... They just put so much effort to win , hoping it will be over, but no....work starts after...

2) Top Chef or anykind of cooking show – a man with a knife yells at you, that you are bad and food tastes like S**t (maybe I have underage readers, so language check), makes them cry or cut their fingers off... In the end if you win and stay alive, you become a chef in restaraunt... Who says that this eating-hall will last forever or these regular people who are use to eat McDonalds and some other food, what is killing them, like your extremely over-priced food what you can´t even name


Ok, these are good shows and some of the victims of these show are enjoying their life now... Maybe the good life is award ???

Why not just like work all year for the show and then get nominated ( what is a honor as well as Kathy Griffin loves to say with other losers )... But if the luck is on your side, then even get on the stage and be shocked / surprised to hold a golden thingy in your hands and thank emotionally all your family and producers and team until a music starts to play...

Every person is worth a award. We are all good in something, just sometimes we dont get mentinoned or people just don´t see that... I think lots of gays would love to give the biggest award to their mom for EVERYTHING what they have done... And the same way children get from their parents „You are the best kid „ awards every day.... And of course there are always little bit smaller and even bigger awards (even my home there are some smaller awards from my wanna-be past) and they are not shiny but the TITLE itself is amazing....

The beauty pageants....
Mr./ Ms and so on.. I have took part in some and have been even a littlbe bit successful.... Yep, I have come home with titles from Mr.Gay Europe and mr.Gay World
I haven´t won any of these awards, but I have special awards ( not like Arnold Oksmaa who became 2nd runner-up with other 23 countries in somekind of sing festival )... My awards are only for me

Oh, I love awards and award-shows...
And sometimes the biggest award is a complimet from a friend or a co-worker... So, if you see people doing good, give them award what they are worth..... !

Mission.....

MISSION IMPOSSIBLE

Oh know, there wont be any reviews about Tom Cruise´s movies...I liked them all and waiting for the fourth part.... as long as he is not topless (dude, you are old, and same way looks your body).... And also I am not gonna think how James Bond / 007 (is this number the size of ....), or any Marvel comics / movie hero saves the world and sort of ugly looking girl-friend...

Its bigger mission......... Finding love – its totally IMPOSSIBLE mission for me.... My love-life doesn´t end so fast like 1h45 min Hollywood romatic movies with perfect male six-pack and anorexic female lead with fresh well made just woke-up make-up and funny supporting cast.... And I haven´t put so much pressure finding the Mr. Right.... I love life and I think this is great relationship....
***„side thought“ - mmmmmmmhhhhhh.. Mr.Right can always walk away... why these desperate people doesn´t wanna look for Mr.Forever.....ah yeah, its mission impossible

Back on track...
lots of people have missions in their life.. Some really wanna save the world by chaining themselves on trees and railways. But they always end up in prison and still chained (keeping this thought for the night later :)...
Some people wanna world become a better place – so that we can all love each-other and war is between drag-queens on stage... I support this idea. And me as Mister (finally got it right – Mr.) Congeniality – I support World Peace.
Some people have mission to be better than other, no matter what... Usually competition related people. They would do anything to win – sex, sabotage and so on... The first activite involves also wanna-bes who just want to be somebody

Big people have big missions – to lose weight... I know that McDonalds is good and all the chips as well. But if you end after several years in Dr.Phil show cos you have mental issues people picking on you or if you end up in Dr.Oz cos you are almost dying and extreme over-weight... people start to relaize but this is not a life... And thanks to these fame-doctors people find their way back to size M.... But remember, we are the kings (in my case - queens) of our bodies and as long as we are happy its up to us what we do...In this case there are no Right and Wrongs... its all about being happy.... Even Tyra supports plus-size people and all fashion industry at least trying as well and we all should do that... its all about INSIDE BEAUTY


And there is people who mission is just to be happy and enjoy life... Love these people... Everyday is full of positive thoughts and sun is shining forever... And they never lose hope and glass (I hope its a coctail glass) is always half full (I dont get it, why only half...)

What is my mission ? I just wanna ............. (do you really think I will write it down here) and I am working on it

My support goes to all who have missions in their life and it doesn´t matter are they impossible or not... As long as you dont lose faith and believe in happy endings... And remember its possible to do this impossinble things :)

Sunday Food

Sunday

I check my facebook and I see how lots of my friends ( who didn´t had a date or party last night until morning - not bitching about bad music in the club or about this ugly guy staying for the night or talking how much they drink last night )are making food...
* Some people make pies and describe exactly how good smell is in the room... Me as a baker ( I real am... even diploma to prove it ) I know how good smell is in the kitchen after many hours of baking....
* Some friends just take Stockmann take-away put it on the plate, heated up in microwave and then makes a photo and a comment "My inner Gordon Ramsey... All day cooking" and in the corner of the picture you see Stockmann deli boxes...
* and of course there are people ( who has stayed home all weekend - don´t ask me why ) who picked mushrooms on friday, been on the field for potatoes on saturday and then on Sunday have really cooked a meal.....
* And then there are pancakers and wafflers...... Every Sunday same food ( no wonder that they have skipped some summer beach seasons )... Is there something special on Sundays that all these pancakes taste better... or is there some kind of urban legend that if you eat waffles on that day you will get married asap...

I have done both on that day, but still single and world hasn´t stopped as well... Only what I had is extra calories to lose in the gym later...

So I will skip that today and cook something else... I know... I will make a soup.. It´s not my soup on that pic but I try to challenge my inner Jamie Oliver and have best result ever

Motivation pic

..... Lets hope the result is the same
Ah, I will eat it anyway

Size matters

It´s about time.....Face the reality... Are you ready ???
„OMG......it is so big !“ - this is the sentence I have never heard ( Maybe I have but what was the situation, I don´t know )

Me as Mr.Congeniality I have always believed that size doesn´t matter and carried this message from bed to bed, from shoe to dress and so on...., but more & more every day I have realized I am wrong... ( God I hate to be wrong.... Its like saying out loud that lesbians are humans too.... ) I have seen everything ( not going to name names or things ) but haven´t really realise the size issue

BEFORE:
Shoes – as a wanna-be super drag-queen I have done shows ( and these shows were good, 5 year history in my gay CV ) always had heels size 39 – 41.... There are no big shoes in Tallinn. It was never a problem...And after the show my feet screamed for help and for another drink to get a pain away

Men – in Estonia and other countries all are the same size – like 178 – 183 and there wasn´t much different... I was able to face them straight....

Clothes – everything had to be tight... I dont know what is the thing for gays and tight clothes... And if there isn´t anything under to be proud of

Home – I thought that own a big place is amazing. Gives this Queen attitude – I live in the castle and I could have many friends

Parties – it always had to be crowded and sort of social status I many people you know and do they show up to my boring over-organized gay events

NOW:
shoes - I tried heels what were my size... What a relief... It´s like sleeping on soft cloud.. mmmmmmmmmmm... I could be a drag-queen forever and go kick ass in Ru Paul´s show, just because of good shoes.

Men - In Norway I look like a child next to these vikings...Hard ( not a erotic way) to match with someone... And I thought I am in the super league, but I was wrong... and I have nowhere to grow anymore... its more like shrinking ( and also not on erotic way )

Clothes – Perfect pair of pants and my ass looks amazing... I have had some looks on the street... Nice jacket and I look like model from Versace show... underwear – no comments here, but people know what right S/M/L does if you wear it

Home – big house needs lot´s of cleaning and mess is so big... I even can´t find myself sometimes or a date I left in the kitchen.. And of course the bill of eletricity to pay... ( I am not cheap, I can pay it, but why should I spend in on something what keeps me alive instead of spending on something what makes me look nice )

Parties – its very VIP to do private parties with dearest friends and just hang out them.. I have time to talk to them all and share personal stuff like these old girls in the Sex and the City show.... / No cosmopolitan, we have apple martinis )

My new Miss( uuupps – MISTER, I dont know why this Miss always comes up ). Congeniality moto:

SIZE DOES MATTER...
p.s World Peace as well !!

Mr. (My Gayish) World

* There are so many songs about the world...... some of them are good and some of them are bad ( but if some dj mixes these bad songs they will be good, at least I hope )
* There are some people who carry the title as Mr / Mrs or god knows what title as world.... I know personally know smen who are Mr.Gay World
* There are so many TV-shows about travelling around the world and usually these are good and makes me jealous to have a oportunity do to the same thing

World, world, world ( not the cities )
But how much I have seen it myself... So lets start counting ( but lets do it very over-organized wikipedia way, with special re-marks.......... 1. Hit the gay scene, 2.Cruised in capital city, 3. Other places, 4. More than once, 5.Just the airport

And the counting starts

Latvia -1/2/3/4/5
Lithuania – 3/4
Poland – 1/2/3/4/5
Russia – 1/2/3/4
Finland – 1/2/3/4/5
Sweden – 1/2/3/4/5
Denmark – 3/4/5
Norway – 1/2/3/4/5
Germany – 1/2/3/4/5
France – 3/5
Austria – 2
Czech Republic – 3
Slovakia – 2
Hungary – 2/3
Spain – 3/5
The Netherlands – 1/2/3/4/5
Belgium – 1/2/5
The U.K – 2/4/5
Ireland – 1/2/3/5
Italy – 3/5
Morocco – 3/5
Hong-Kong – 5
The Philippines – 1/2/3/5



And of course its still growing and growing....... as long as there are movies, songs, shows about the world, the same way my list goes bigger and bigger

Say my name, say my name

„Say my name, bitch“ - like some psycho crazy women yelling while beating their men-slaves in bed...

Never happened to me ( not a name thing or women ) in this holy place as bed... But names, mixing up or forgeting them and so on ...... happens a lot

Wasn´t that enough that in school we had to learn all these boring names in history class or even in Chemestry or Physics... Who can´t forget Einstein or some other dude ( none of them good-looking or shaved )... every time we open the book they were there.. ( sorry if someone is into elder men or history )... And so stupid that we got marks from knowing them or what they did... So most of the time everyone had to know every old guy name and what he did in his life... God !!

But now times are changed a lot. But we still do need names.,.. not for like to be smart, but being in the spotlight for annual gossip date with friends... It is so cool to hear that who did who and who did what and where... And the best part is that, if you forget the name.. no one will judge or give you bad mark... And usually everyone knows everyone, so 95% people know who is that person if you say like this „he is that man who slept with this guy who works there....“

And sometimes on the street its a bad feeling also if someone yells and you just have to fake smile it, cos you dont know his name ( in my version all comparison I use HE ) or less you dont know who he is... Usually after school we dont have the chance to carry books with us where are all the pics with people we meet...

the only place we need names is the BED and for cheaters its RELATIONSHIP.... I think we have seen enough TV to understand what will happen if the wrong name comes up... But can you imagine for „popular“ people to learn all these names in case you meet same people in some other time.... I think „HEY YOU“ can be very confuseing

P.S. Believe me - if you find your friend´s list with names in his / her age of ( actually age is not important )....then I can quarantee that these names are not for the future baby... Usually we have like 2 or 3 option for boy or a girl... If there is more than this then its so-called „friend list“

And I am not even going to start the all debate about nick-names... Let that be, otherwise this piece of blog will be a book (and I know it will end up od Oprah´s official book selection)


Do you know what is my name ? Or the name that guy who left this morning from your place ??

in the end of the list

When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies

I have done all that... No need to be jealous... Ok, I have to own that I am not like this kid from pizzabar who is hotter with his chest-hair than without... I think Ryan is his name, but still I have my own FAME.... So being THE star not A star ( like some of these people from local entertainment business called Elu24 ) it gives a big pleasure ( emotional not physical like almost any casting director gets every weekend from new "talented" people in Hollywood ) to be in the list.... At the beginning all the VIP lists... walk on the red carpet, pose, look town for regular people and just go without queueing in to the club where you never go after... Just for the opening party cos of free drinks and publicity... Oh these amazing golden days being in the list

But this is not all point about the lists....
Of course it starts like fairy-tale ( dont compare to any Grimm brothers stuff or with this Rybak boy )... These amazing lists... Every club has the name in the guest-list, also the e-mail address excist at PR people lists... So but this fun lasts like a year or two...
After the first fame and several adventures with random people you end up in their list: sex-list... being someone nr 1 or 57... Then friendlist like in Facebook, orkut or any other web-page... And then we times get "wilder" ( like cocaine, relationship with wrong people and so on.... more advice from L.Lohan or C.Sheen ) we receive the REAL status - THE BLACK LIST...... And we all know what that means....

No matter who we are or how many covers we have been or any other fabulous fame stuff, no one shouldn´t end up in the black list... in the end STARS are also humans like teachers

Empty

Sunday morning

There is no pan-cake smell coming from kitchen - it means I am single
There is no phone numbers written on my hand - it means I will stay single
There is no crucial pain in my head - it means something I can´t find words to describe
There is junk-food leftovers next to my bed – it means food is not love on Saturday night

I am in my own bed ( and I dont know if this is a good sign or not )... and there is no one else next to me who I dont know ( and this is good sign as well ........... I think ) The same way my bed is empty my brain is also... No ideas what to write to my blog... '

I need an inspiration as the same way Tom Arnold needs a job in Hollywood.....

Visiting hour

Guests are always welcome, my home is open 24 / 7........ but it ain´t bed & breakfast (and more than just one night, as they usually leave after 35.min or less )

So much fun is:
* Visiting places and being amazed by the culture and history ( i dont´t mean bed-rooms to dark-rooms - these are different places )

* visiting friends - (not to attach a word boy / girl) and enjoy good times with them and have some drinks

I just did it in French and now will do it back at home...

It is visiting hour... open your doors and bring glasses for bottle of Chablis

Toulon

My vacation

and there are much much more..........

Labels

Labels

New York, London, Milan and Paris for fashionistas ( what includes Anna W, Rachel Zoe and some bloggers and magazines as well ) have the same meaning as seasons -s pring, Summer, Autumn and Winter to every other non-vogue reader person.... They all symbolize the same thing but have different approach..

Now I am in Paris and I have already felt the cold but sensual breeze from the streets.... From airport de Gaulle until Paris de Lyon ( one hour ride ) I met my dream-team... ( talking about things now, what are marked in BOLD and not people... remember my blog and its all about ME )... :

*There was this a little bit out from normal skinny size lady or woman with real body-parts ( whatever is more believable ) with DIOR bag... On the moment I saw the letter D I knew it, it wasn´t from Turkey or Thailand....

*Then after one sweaty and smelly tourist ( me not included ), some kids, I saw LV in leather - hanging.... I think it was flirting with me, saying - „catch me if you can“.......... and I know that I can never do that... Only after I have been in Russian market

*Dark rooms are fun ( mostly on weekends ), but what is behind dark sun-glasses is much more excaiting... Armani and Prada glasses were covering eyes for many good looking men in train.... If I only had a possibilty to look what is behind that reflection

*And one sexy ass was there ( boy was cute too ) but D&G never let me down :)... Those jeans just made understand the value of perfect jeans

*And this comment is for my one straight reader – I also saw some Ipads, Nokias and some other cool toys to play with ( in public of course )

And what about me – my total look wasn´t more worth than 60€ but still I had my labels ON...

I hope I can meet labels in French Riviera and hoping not to start labeling people !

French Riviera

J'ai vacances et je suis très heureux.

Première fois de ma vie que je vais en France. J'ai prévu de visiter Paris, mais mes plans modifiés. Maintenant, j'ai des plans beaucoup mieux. De Paris je vais prendre le train et aller à Côte d'Azur. Je vais à Toulon, je vais visiter mon ami et sa famille Arnaud.

Il fait très chaud là-bas et bien sûr la plage.
J'espère que j'aurai très bon moment avec ma copine Maria ...

Mes compétences françaises basées en www.translate.google.com

Birthdays

Party time !!!

Another fabulous excuse to get drunk or dress up nicely ( according to my taste what come to clothes, but for some people I still look !"#%¤& )

I love B-days...
*Mostly if it is not mine... OMG all that cleaning after ( broken glass, food everywhere, some still sleeping

under the table ) and prepareing before ( catering, games, drinks and so on )
* but if there someone else´s b-day... I am there ( read with FIERCE attitude )... This extremely tireing present search from stores ( god damn, if my present doesn´t rule )...The fashion moment - what to wear so that I can look better than the Queen of the Night..... and then all the FREE alcohol..... and in the end some desperate move to take catering boy home ( read - after getting wasted staff puts me on taxi )

Thanks God, that I have friends who B-Day is on while I am having vacation... To see all the friends, and just have private party ( invite only, bitches ) with people you know..

I have rsvp to all invites, now presents and outfits to take care off

Home Sweet Home

Saturday night at Kapp
*amazing disco, all my friends. great performance, delicious drinks !!!

Sunday evening at Komeet
* brut rose cava, house music, great group of friends and all the gossip and friendly bitch-slapping and lots of great and loud laugh... And some fake sunglasses during the sunny moments

Any time
* my dog, my family, the bed I sort of adore, best sleeps ever.

It is good to be back where my heart and soul belongs..... Home :)

My love

Hey, my dear. I was thinking that I will write to you....
And sorry, if I am way too emotional....

I can't live,
If living is without you,
I can't live,
I can't give anymore,
I can't live,
If living is without you,
I can't give,
I can't give anymore

I have this feeling everytime I see it, feel it and enjoy it. If it possible I could never let it go... Its always there when I needed it and they way it comes to me... On the moment I miss it, it just takes couple of minutes and its there in front of him... its cold freeze,shaked up already before we meet, the beautiful green look. The first touch makes me breathe deeper and I could exhale again... I rise you up and I feel the luckiest person in the world

I even remember the first time we met. I didn´t like it, we didn´t match so well at all... And then I saw how other freidns adored you and then I wanted also give a try. Best decision I have EVER done.

I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you've dreamed of.
And I wish to you, joy and happiness.
But above all this, I wish you love.


And I will always love you.

I will always love you.
I will always love you.
I will always love you.
I will always love you.
I, I will always love you.



Thanks for being in my life, my dear APPLE MARTINI

Disco breakfast

its Wednesday... it means only one thing... disco starts again...

Warm-up stars now 9.00 in the morning

* after classical morning routines ( breakfast, shower, news and so on ) I check in on www.di.fm web-page
* Disco House radio switched on
* and speakers also tune up the volume
* then Facebook for looking friends to go clubbing
* organize pre party with drinks

Breakfast tastes so good with disco music....

and that´s it....
My dancing Queens are Sofia and Frida ! Let the long weekend with them starts

Versus

Versus ( don´t hope that I get my fashionista on and will start talking about Versace brand Versus )......... this story is little bit different

Its a story about love ( I think ) and luggage

I never been a good relationship person ( except all this weekend fun/commited relationships while being just a weekend tourist )... during my 100 years being gay I have had I think like 2 or 3 relationships... I know its less, but still something... I thought I was bad in breaking up RS ( future notice - relationship is RS , so big word to type all the time, my white wine gets warm ), but I am even worse with my luggage...

On the day I found out that Madonna, apple martinis, other mens six-packs and word "fabulous" are part of my life I started to travel as well ( same time I started with RS )... I have seen the world and I have carried it with my all over the Europe like years already... But I just dicovered today ( when I 5th time repacked my luggage ) that I have no luck at all with this bags... None of my bags don´t last more than 4 trips... Basically every season ( not fashion-term ) a year term( like summer , spring and 2 other ) I have new bag with wheels.... Is it me or are this airport staff who breaks them...

only good things what comes out that is - I can go shopping and cruise these cute sexually confused salesmen in stores where they offer the stuff ( read - themselves )

So the score is

And I have this year at least 7 trips ahead.... No relationships ( yet )

Love Metro

I love metros......

Its mostly because the symbolise much my relationships in the past... ( no need to get excited - no stories about big orgy )

* Metro traffic plan - a first look where it will take me in this relationship... And sometimes its truly hard to find the right one
* Metro stations - its like cruiseing area, to look around with who to go for this ride.. and it has it happi hours as well during the morning and evening time, when most of people come /go-from/to work
* I jump in - get into relationship
* enjoy the ride - 2 dates, one weekend ( every stop is like one day )
* people in the metro - I always look around , maybe there is something better than this... Sometimes I can already start a new ride whilw I am still on my first ride... But no cheating...
* leave your station - done with the relationship cos you made it to your destination
* result - it was fast, not painful, didn´t get bored and happy where it took you

Now I am just waiting for the metro to come

Location de vacances

Vacation !!!

* First thought - away from work, sunny beach, relax !!!

and all this dreaming about vacation

* Reality :
- its only 3 weeks and anyway you end up back at work
-sunny beach = ryanair fully packed and you paid some extra cash for comfort what is not there
- relax = people who don´t speak english and you are lost !!!

Like a dream come true...

I started to count my days until my vacation on the moment I came back from my spring vacation... and now its almost here ( it means 2 work days, one free day for over-packing, cleaning and of course souvenir shopping )

Check list for Location de vacances:
* friends are coming ( and I hope also that they are leaving ) Long weekend with Frida and Sofia in Tallinn
* Je vais aller à Paris et je suis en train de tomber en amour ( sry, its google translate ) - Paris with Maria and Arnaud
* Home sweet Home !!!
* Haluan olutta > small trip to Finland

I really hope I can make this all happen....
and if not, I will be in Kapp drinking Apple Martinis...

Guilty pleasure

Every morning

Wake - up alarm
switch on : mobile, laptop, tv and radio
log in: gayromeo, e-mail, models.com and facebook
and then the obsession of

starts


* James loves divas with their videos and songs and... his selection is amazing what he puts out
* A guw who´s name I dont remember... he just adores men ( like every normal healthy non-staright men does )
* 21% of friends just are crazy to check-in to everywhere
* 58% of people of my FB account just LIKE things
* some people just have some kinky FB virus
* but still everyone has a

and its like endless

They all have something, and now I want tooo ( read this and imagine spoiled kid screming that )
After long soul-searching in internet I decided....... I ADORE DISCO .. it maybe lame as any movie where Jim Carrey has to be seroius, but still its have to happen !!!

I just hope I dont lose so quickly interest of my new obsession as the way Hef loses over his new play-bunny wive who is just his

Lets dance and new disco song on my facebook wall every day...