The flat

So I am sitting here in the flat writing out blog entries on Eve’s laptop listening to the conversations going on around me.

Eve is sitting here saying she wants an open relationship with her boyfriend. He has a female friend coming over this weekend (He’s in Germany, she is presently in Italy) and she is sitting here, telling us, she kind of hopes he sleeps with her! In one way, what an awesome girlfriend! “Go sleep with other girls” she is saying. On the other hand, if you were sitting here, it kind of sounds like he is just crap in bed… Ana is jumping around, being late for work, and making it worse by explaining to me how she is always late to work and the reasons why. I think I might have an idea of why myself… Cecile is sitting here in the middle of it all, studying Pharhahaha. Sure. And there is this French guy sitting here who everyone thinks is gay and he is flinging his hands around, standing all tilted and making me think maybe he is as well.

I am sitting here, dying for, weird I know, but a bottle of wine. Not to get drunk. Just to get happy. Was that kind of a day…